Lyrics They Produced A Girl - Cats On Fire

They Produced A Girl

You shouldn’t rely
Too heavily on your marriage
Married to your name
Married to your gender
And why don’t you try
That dress you always wanted
Married to your name
Married to your gender
Oh please leave her alone
I bet she’s not a girl
Until she gets those stupid toys
And don’t shout at her
If she loves that girl
I bet she’s better off
Than with all those stupid.
BOYS
And when she sits in
Many different couches
To analyze her life
To analyze her struggle
«It's all okay with me
Hanging up the laundry
I’m just married to my name
Married to my gender»
Oh please leave her alone
I bet she’s not a girl
Until she gets those stupid toys
And don’t shout at her
If she loves that girl
I bet she’s better off
Than with all those stupid.
BOYS
«Don't give me violets
I’m so tired of flowers ANYWAY!»
«And could you help me to find
My 'dutylist', OR ADMIT
IT DOESN’T EVEN EXIST!»