Mary was a girl with a cause she was simply fed up
mary moved out to berkeley and stuck pins 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 on 
mary finally saw she couldn't change the world but 
mary often fondly looks back and pats herself on the back 
for a convenient romanticized version of the facts of what she'd done 
but she didn't change a goddamn single on 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