Shush

Southern girls know what it means
Southern girls know what it means
Southern girls know what it means
When the patriarchy menacingly says
You shush yourself down now

You put a finger on those beautiful lips
We both know what they're good for, don't we?
You put a finger on those beautiful lips
We both know what they're good for, don't we?

You shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself down now
You shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself down now

He says: I no longer believe
That freedom and democracy
Are compatible
Compatible
That's clear to me
There is hierarchy
You should be pleased to serve
In any capacity
Capacity
I'm not asking

You put a finger on those beautiful lips
We both know what they're good for, don't we?

You shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself down now

Am I just a resentful observer?
Slinking from one penthouse to another
In this urban Serengeti
Am I just meat?
Can I live through this?
Can I live through this?
Courtney, thank you
He calls me Cassandra
He calls me Cassandra, and says
'Cause no one will believe
Your prophecies
He calls me his Cassandra
As he puffs
His Cohiba Behike

Just put a finger on those beautiful lips
We both know what they're good for, don't we

You shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself
Shush yourself down now

I knew a girl who wrote
Silent all these years
Where is she?
Ooh, where is she?
Where is she?
Where is she?