I like going to the dyke march because I like to be surrounded with women
Marching naked ladies
We recruit, We recruit. . . . .

There's noone telling us where to stand or where to be
There's noone telling us where to stand or where to be
There's noone telling us where to stand or where to be

Resist. Shout it out. Resist, Resist, Shout it out....

There's no one telling us where to stand or where to be
There's no one telling us where to stand or where to be
There's no one telling us where to stand or where to be
There's no one telling us where to stand or where to be

We're just this huge strong mass of feminist fury.
Resist, Resist. . . . . Feminist fury. Feminist fury.

Proud to be a dyke Proud to be a dyke
Proud to be a dyke Proud to be a dyke
Proud to be a dyke Proud to be a dyke
Proud to be a dyke Proud to be a dyke

Resist, Resist, Resist, Resist..... Feminist fury...
It was a lifelong dream I had as a child
And it's actually come to pass in my adult life.