A Credit to His Gender Songtext
von Good Riddance

How are you feeling?
How does someone like you elude the moral quarantine?
Does your repression only server the greater lie
As you abuse and objectify
All the emotions you defeat you′ve got the world at your feet

Because you think you've silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries you′d better realize

That you're a model of virility a specimen divine
As you deflower you empower the false ego trapped inside
And by the virtue of your "conquests" you've endeared yourself
To those who, to those who, you hold in high esteem

You think you′ve silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries you′d better realize


You've got to rectify
That attitude
You′re a hopeless case
And now you're too late
To rectify
That attitude
You′re a hopeless case
And now you're too late

(You call her a whore)
(She′s just the same as you)
(Though she could never be that shallow)
But you just take what you can get
And you throw the rest away
A notch on your belt
Another score another lay

Because you think you've silenced all the critics of your misogynistic lies
But when you wake up from your reveries you'd better realize

You′ve got to rectify
That attitude
You′re a hopeless case
And now you're too late
To rectify
That attitude
You′re a hopeless case
And now you're too late


You′re taking
She's giving
You′re losing
You think you're winning
You're time is
Running out now
It doesn′t feel the, doesn′t feel the same
It doesn't feel the same