Why can’t I walk down the street Free of suggestion? Why can’t I walk down a street Free of suggestion? Is my body my only trait In the eyes of men?
I’ve got some skin You want to look in …. Suffer your words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands Suffer your interpretation of what it is To be a Man …. We don’t want anyone to mind us Play the roles that they assign us She does nothing to conceal it He touches her because he wants to feel it We blame her For being there But we are all here We are all Guilty
Fugazi, Suggestion (1989)