I know women who follow anything in pants
Intuition tells them that there is something valuable there
But they get confused – A man is not his pants
No, no
They got to understand – A man is not his pants
I’ve been studying history
I’m picking up a pattern
Nearly every foul deed was done by someone wearing pants
Buttoned and zippered up tight
They don’t let in very much light
Dark, dark pants
Evil dark pants
The pants are the problem
The pants are the cause
The pants are what wrote
All the worlds’ unjust laws
The pants want the power
The pants crave control
The pants always hide
All the good in man’s soul
Take away the pants from the generals
Take away the pants from the politicians
Take away the pants from the captains of industry
Take away the pants and all their treacherous ambitions
Let the winds of change blow gently
The winds of change – A breeze between their knees
Pants don’t talk
They only make statements
They put everybody down
One leg at a time
Who cares who wears the pants in the family?
They are the root of dysfunctionality
We got to try and imagine a new kind of reality
The pants are the problem
The pants are the cause
The pants are what wrote
All the worlds’ unjust laws
The pants want the power
The pants crave control
The pants always hide
All the good in man’s soul
Take away the pants from the generals
Take away the pants from the politicians
Take away the pants from the captains of industry
A boxer rebellion against the trouser inquisition
Let the winds of change blow gently on their vulnerability
The winds of change, a breeze between their knees
It’s time to take away the pants
It’s time to take away their power
When you get ’em hold on tight
Hold on tight
The zipper waits
It’s the zero hour
© 1991 Gunnar Madsen Mop Mop Music ASCAP
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
