Dizraeli - Fatima

{Spoken intro}
These are the things I was told by the women I met in Iran; the stories they told, the questions they wanted me to ask. Judge for yourself

{Verse 1}
Bullet-brain mullahs with stiff backbones
Want to turn women into little black cones
But the robes that the Ayatollah imposed
Are billowing up to show rings on their toes
And glimpse little glints in their eye
The eye that might be the why in defying
Defiant to rules til they live and die with the rule book
Definitely wasn't written by women, look:
Fatima indulged in adultery
And the neighbourly soul told police
Now Fatima's swinging from the gallows, a twist
In her neck, black flies on her swollen feet

{Hook}
Do you really think the Prophet would want this?
Do you really think the Prophet would want this?
Peace be upon Him, I don't think the Prophet would have wanted
The Prophet wouldn't have wanted

{Hook}
Do you really think the Prophet would want this?
Do you really feel the Prophet would want this?
Peace be upon Him, I don't think the Prophet would have wanted
The Prophet wouldn't have wanted

{Verse 2}
Thirty lashes with the government whip
And six months in the prison just for kissing in public
Prisons where coppers have blood on their dicks
Cos rape is the pillar of the system of justice
And some women say the system 'just is'
And some of them butt it with pride wide as a mother's hips
Five times a human, being that
Women are considered machines for bring up kids
Legally speaking, meaning
Half of Iran live with just half of a man's freedom
And that's deep as the Persian Gulf between the
Words and the souls of the leaders

{Hook}
I don't feel the Prophet would want this?
Do you really think the Prophet would want this?
Peace be upon Him, I don't think the Prophet would have wanted
The Prophet wouldn't have wanted

{Hook}
Do you really think the Prophet would want this?
Do you really feel the Prophet would want this?
Peace be upon Him, I don't think the Prophet would have wanted
The Prophet wouldn't have wanted this