mary was an anarchist lyrics

Mary was a girl with a cause
She was simply fed up
Mary moved out to Berkley
and stuck pins in her face as
a sort of statement against oppression
of her sex
Mary took a walk in the park with a sign in her hand
Mary threw a rock at a cop and man, she felt like a man
And you know the ugliness became her
But now she's gone- she couldn't take it anymore
And what's she won?
She won a husband who embodies everything she hated
and all her friends from years ago
are selling stocks in IBM right now
Mary finally saw she couldn't change the world
But Mary often fondly looks back and
Pats herself on the back
for a convienent romanticized version of
the facts of what she'd done
But she didn't change a goddamn single
one of the oppressive pigs who made her
what she was- and the empowerment she felt
was just a crumb compared to all the butts of jokes
That she'd become
and now she's at the kitchen table all alone
and she ended up exactly like her mom