Tilt Minister Of Culture Lyrics
A pretty bride of India
is burned with kerosene,
Her husband keeps her
dowry and his freedom is
is achieved, a burmese
girl in Bangkok is of
value for her skin,
Sold for her complexion,
Never saw her home again
The minister of culture,
He argues so well,
His teeth are flashing
as he details,
A legacy of murder,
A heritage of rape,
A time honored tradition
to maim and mutilate
Cut away her l____
with dirty broken glass,
She died of an obstruction
painfully infected mass,
A dress code violation
is an outrage in Iran,
Splashed her face with acid
only then the fun began
She wasn't good enough,
A female child, left
face down packed in the snow,
umbilical cord around
around her tiny feet, she suffers
and dies alone.
A woman in a western
home is under house
arrest, a drunkard is
her jailer he's entitled
to molest, her daughter
is passed over when
she tries to raise her hand,
The likeliness of her
success is not an even chance
The minister of culture,
He's wringing his hands,
He keeps on laughing
as he demands-"No
human right applies here,
Our women will agree,
Our property has spoken
No cause to intervine."
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