The Law Revue girls would like to define those supposedly “blurred lines.” Enjoy our parody of Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke. Sing Along.
How many of us were disturbed by Robin Thicke’s thin disguise of self-loathing? Big Dick? Really? Join in with much better lyrics… its time to undermine the masculine confines…. CUDOS to Adelaide and her gang.
Vocals: Zoe Ellwood, Olivia Lubbock, Adelaide Dunn
Lyrics: Adelaide Dunn
Production: Milon Tesiram, Chillbox Creative
Audio engineering: Rich Bryan
Lyrics:
Every bigot shut up x 2
Hey hey hey x 3
Boy you’d better quit all your sexist ways,
So hear our manifesto of the modern age.
It’s time to undermine
The masculine confines
‘Cause we don’t wanna grind
Gri-ii-iind.
You think that you’re so slick,
Let me emasculate ya!
Because your precious dick
Can’t beat my vibrator.
We’re feelin’ the frustration
From all the exploitation
Prepare for your castration.
So we can fuck this man’s world
With all its bullshit.
Girls don’t deserve it
And that’s why we quit.
We ain’t good girls.
We are scholastic,
Smart and sarcastic,
Not fucking plastic.
Listen mankind!
If you wanna get nasty,
Just don’t harass me.
You can’t just grab me,
That’s a sex crime!
Yeah we don’t want it.
It’s chauvinistic.
You’re such a bigot!
What you see on tv
Doesn’t speak equality,
It’s straight up misogyny.
Don’t want you to come on my face!
You think you’re hunky
Hey hey hey
You wanna hug me?
Hey hey hey
Don’t you mean fuck me?
One thing I ask of you,
Don’t assume that we all just wanna screw.
Gotta respect me for me to be your boo.
We don’t want no scrubs, no we don’t approve.
Need a universal role reversal,
In real life not a dress rehearsal.
Gotta resist all the gender roles,
Time to put misogyny on parole.
Put exploitation on probation,
Time for you to witness our liberation.
There’s more to life than penetration
And sexual discrimination.
So tonight
We ignite
Our civil rights.
Resist chauvinism,
Win the fight,
‘Cause you’re livin large just like a montage
Of you and your friends actin’ out Entourage.
But we ain’t whores to do your household chores,
To make you a sandwich when we’re on all fours.
From history to herstory,
Know you got some opinions that we don’t agree.
Need to call my sister Joan of A-R-C,
Bake a feminist cake, Antoinette Marie.
Yeah, guys, we got spies,
Know all you wanna do is fertilise
But avert your eyes from my thighs.
Never tell a bitch she gotta drop a size.
You wanna box gap?
Show me your six-pack.
You wanna landing strip?
You’d better get ripped.
I apologise if you think my lines are crass
Tell me how it feels, to get verbally harassed?
So we can fuck this man’s world
With all its bullshit.
Girls don’t deserve it
And that’s why we quit.
We ain’t good girls.
We are scholastic,
Smart and sarcastic,
Not fucking plastic.
Listen mankind!
If you wanna get nasty,
Just don’t harass me.
You can’t just grab me,
That’s a sex crime!
Yeah we don’t want it.
It’s chauvinistic.
You’re such a bigot!
