Mississippi Martian - You Don't Own Me

Your money serves you well
Buys you power, friends, and expensive things
You’re oh so proud of yourself
Sitting high on the hill advertising your wealth
“A perk of the job”
“Grasshopper” to squash
Thinking little of me
Dummy with 2 degrees
Try to hold me down. Place your thumb on me
It won’t come back. I can guarantee
Your detached view won’t allow you to see
You are not my liege. I’m not your devotee
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
You don’t own me
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
You don’t own me
You’re “For the people” you say
Lies flowing from you like a spigot each day
“Skinny children” of mine
Not because I’m timid. I will show you in time
You swindle the old
To get a bank roll
I won’t sell my soul
To join your crooked fold
“To the best of my knowledge,” this simply can’t be
I’ll “cut the shit” now. You want to cut it with me?
You lack respect for basic humanity
This is not my hell. I’m not your detainee
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
You don’t own me
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
Nah ah ah ah ah ahhh
You don’t own me
As time ticks on, I see you laughing with glee
Once I cut out your tongue, will you still laugh with me?
And as your body sinks beneath the black sea
I can’t help but wonder if you’re still so jolly
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
You don’t fuck me
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
Ha ha ha ha ha haaaa
You don’t fuck me

Written by:
Ricky Stewart

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