VEGANGELICA

"Revolting" -- Lyrics, Copyright 2009 by Erica Beay/VEGANGELICA

I was jogging with my boyfriend around a track

when a college woman watching me faked a heart attack,

looked me up and down from leg hair to toe,

and in a loud, scornful voice, so I was sure to know,

said, "Poor guy. What you put him through!

You are revolting. I’ve never seen someone like you."

 And I replied, I wish you wouldn’t be mean, but it’s true,

I am revolting and I hope you’ll be revolting, too, because...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

you critics of a woman’s body

who say there’s something wrong with a healthy part of me.

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

your culture of discrimination.

I stand for human liberation.

 

I was going to go swimming in the public pool

when I noticed the lifeguards behind me looking cruel.

They were smirking and pointing and staring at me,

a woman with all her hair, a freak, an oddity,

but I said, it’s okay, take a look and see

the hair that’s part of our mammalian biology.

I’m sorry you’ve been taught that women ought to hate their hair,

and it’s revolting if they keep it, but I’m brave enough to dare, because...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

critics of a woman's body

who say there’s something wrong with a healthy part of me.

 

I'm revolting. I’m revolting against

gender discrimination.

I stand for human liberation.

 

        CHORUS 1:

        You can take your shallow love

        where others tell you who to be,

        but I accept and love myself

        and I found someone who loves all of me.

 

We were holding our baby, enjoying the fact

he was healthy and whole and would be staying intact

with all the parts inherited through evolution,

when a relative called to tell us what should be done.

She said, "For shame! You should circumcise.

It is revolting not to, so just ignore his cries."

And I replied I wish you wouldn’t be mean, but it’s true,

I am revolting and I hope you’ll be revolting, too, because...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

critics of the human body

who say there’s something wrong with my healthy child and me.

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

genital mutilation.

I stand for human liberation.

 

I was sitting on a park bench quietly reading,

while my child, now a toddler, was breastfeeding,

when I man walking by saw us resting there

and in a loud, cold voice, to ensure I was aware,

said, "Good God, you should stay out of view.

You are revolting. I’ve never seen the likes of you."

And I replied, I wish you wouldn’t be mean, but it’s true,

 I am revolting and I hope you’ll be revolting, too, because...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

you critics of the human body

who say there’s something wrong with my healthy child and me.

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

opposition to lactation.

I stand for human liberation.

 

        CHORUS 2:

        You can take your fragile love

        from those who don’t like what they see,

        but I respect and I’ll protect

        what nature gave to you and me.

 

        And it’s a funny irony

        that by living naturally

        and doing nothing at all

        you’ll be revolutionary.

 

We were petting a calf in a state fair stall.

People eating ice cream didn’t notice him at all.

He was a dairy breed and soon was doomed to die,

so I turned to the farmer and asked him why,

and he said, "Oh Lord, are you one of those

revolting vegans unaware this is just how life goes."

And I replied, I wish you wouldn’t be mean, but it’s true,

I am revolting and I hope you’ll be revolting, too, because...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

your self-serving lack of mercy.

I stand for letting sentient beings be.

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting against

your cruelty and domination.

I stand for animal liberation.

 

        CHORUS 3:

        You can take your false love

        from those who bend you to their will.

        They say they care for you and share with you,

        but their intent is just to kill.

 

        And it’s a funny irony

        that by living naturally

        and hurting no one at all

        you’ll be revolutionary.

 

I was looking in vain for a role model,

a woman unafraid of being natural

who embraces her body and earth’s children, too,

and tells them all I love all of you.

But I found no teacher or movie star,

no leader who loves herself and others as they truly are.

I realized I was going to have to stand up alone.

If I want a role model I’ll need to be my own, so...

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting

against critics of our human body

who say there’s something wrong with my healthy child and me.

 

I’m revolting. I’m revolting

against callousness and exploitation.

I stand for love and liberation.