10 Commandments - The Specials

The commandments of I, Saffiyah Khan

Thou shall not listen to Prince Buster

Or any other man offering kindly advice

In matters of my own conduct

You may call me a feminazi or a femoid

And then see if I give a stinking shit

Pseudo-intellectuals on the internet

They tell me I’m unhappy because I’m not feminine

Failing to consider that I may be unhappy

Because it’s 3 AM and I’m in the depths of YouTube

Watching them whining

Thou may catcall me on the street

But thou should take note that I’ll catcall you right back

To tell you that you look pretty sexy too in your joggers

Or your suit, or your new-found look of confusion

Girls should not turn on each other

Or use man-made ideals like paths

Don’t you realize that you’re only making a fool of yourself

When you ask, «Why don’t you wear makeup?»

Is that what it takes to impress a bloke

Whose brain is made up of promises of curvy size zeros

And anti-gravity tits?

Thou shall not tell a girl she deserved it

Because her skirt was too short

She walked home, streets lights illuminating her as a target

But she started it, because she looked at him

And he finished it 'cause he wanted to

And they’ll bring out her skirt as Exhibit A before the judge

And she should have the right to say

«Thou shall not tell me what to wear

Nor how to wear it»

I shall not be the icing on your cake

And I shall not be the candy on your arm

But I shall be seen

And I will be heard

The commandments of I, Saffiyah Khan

Pseudo-intellectuals