Golden Age Lyrics by J. Maya
Circe was divine,
A tale of pearls before the swine,
An empress, a brilliant sorceress
And then a lover scorned,
And that’s how the story’s told,
Hold the rest, they stole the magic
And Sita’s archetype:
The perfect image of a wife,
Did we ignore the fire in her soul?
Remember Amy’s plea,
I know the poets disagree,
When it comes to love, did we even have control?
They think know us
Because they wrote the history books
Here’s to the women (women)
Who don’t ever seem to get a say
In how their pages get portrayed
Here’s to the women
Who know everything the poets say
And be a menace anyway
The historians who looked away,
The game was set before it played,
We’re breaking out behind the cage
‘Cause that’s some shit that we won’t take
The women
Who wrote stories in the roads they paved,
We’re bringing back their golden age
This is our golden age
A pretty penny prize without a thought behind the eyes,
We don’t get a say: it’s “in our DNA”
‘Cause they refuse to see beyond commodities,
We can be sweet with a vicious streak: call that dichotomy,
They think they own us
But now we’re taking back the history books
Here’s to the women (women)
Who don’t ever seem to get a say
In how their pages get portrayed
Here’s to the women
Who know everything the poets say
And be a menace anyway
The historians who looked away,
The game was set before it played,
We’re breaking out behind the cage
‘Cause that’s some shit that we won’t take
The women
Who wrote stories in the roads they paved,
We’re bringing back their golden age
Queens wear more than just their crowns,
They keep castles from crumbling down,
Yeah, you can’t keep us on the ground,
We’re coming for your kingdom now (x2)