Mother Jones never ran for office Oh hell, you know she couldn't even vote They told her women didn't speak in public But she just smiled got up on her soap box and she spoke Virginia Wolfe didn't march down the streets of London There were too many untold her stories to tell She was wrapped up in the rapture Of a feminism she knew so intimately well I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong We are no longer barred from the ballot box And the law declares us equal to men But laws will never change attitudes And attitudes are hard to change I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong The political sphere has been and still is of, by and for men Some things are sure to change but until then We've got to check our anger and put this energy to good use Through outright subversion we've got to back to our roots I am a daughter born of a heart full of rage I am a feminist standing at the dawn of a new day And I'll be damned if I'm going to waste one more song Reciting the angers of a past gone wrong Through the years they come to me Through time and space they comfort me Through humility and grace I see We are only the stories that we tell