Alieen Wuornos

You just had that whole system against you didn’t you
From your daddy to the johns
To the judges to the jury
To your jailors
To your jesus-drunk lawyer

They all raped you didn’t they
In their own systematic way
Did it all go down
In that imperialist hollywood kind of way

The deals went down in high high office
About your little hooker life
You were used by them
A little used hole
With such a fiery fierce soul
I saw it giving the finger
To all the fingers that had held you down

Of course they killed you
The witch hunt never stops