A visionary pause in the cycle   When she refused to buy or sell   When the daughters of perfect wives   Said there must be more sacrifice   Needed more than symbolic change   More than silent wasting away   In factories and sterile marriages   He was God, she was powerless   With a brick for every year of life   She set out for the house of lies   The old boys' club under siege   His lordship cowered under his seat   Called for brandy and reinforcements   Blasted away at every movement   Close to breaking down the door   Past thick blue line and stupid laws   Black Friday left her bruised and stubborn   One brick from winning the struggle   Rapunzel hacked at the ivory tower   Asquith quickly rose to the hour   Appealed to patriotism, oily smiles   Gave nothing, called it compromise   Gauging the situation perfectly   Said ladies, ladies, listen to me   Nineteen fourteen, we're on the brink of war   Pick up a flag, drop your cause   Your targets are counter-revolutionary   Take my hand in democracy   Here's a piece of paper   You're officially free   Here's a list of instructions   For you to obey   And here's sharp knife   To cut your own throat   Small sacrifice in return for a vote   Whispered word in Pankhurst's ear   Visions of the first woman peer   Led women down the garden path   And into the arms of the enemy   Jail and force-feeding, waster martyrdom   Sold her songs for the national anthem   Slotted the smile back neatly into place   Served refreshments   At the end of the race   All demands reduced to a joke   X marks the plague, abandon hope   Butlers still pouring brandy for the rich   Excuse me pass me the privilege   A woman's voice, the state's idea   Same vested interests, same dirty deals   Currie and Williams immersed in the times   Examples to keep the rest in line   Currie and Williams two of a kind   Examples to keep the rest in line   Absolute power   Absolute power   Ladies, ladies, listen to me