I can call a man, get a job, earn a wage
And relax at the end of a long work day
For how much pay compared to what's made
By the gal next door who works as much if not more
I guess her glass ceiling is your glass floor

What makes me so special?

And I can ask that gal for her name, for her number
Ask her out on a date and if we relate we'll
Fall madly in love and there are vows we can make
Ain't that just the same as when two men feel that way?
But your good book ain't good enough to say that's okay.

What makes me so special?

You've got these rules to govern over, curry favor
What makes you so special?
If you took this job to ensure you've got
More rights than others then

One thing I know for sure:
Uncle Sam don't represent me no more

You're a Dinosaur, Sam - your ideology needs
To die; no sore winners in my promised land
The youth will be your meteor, Sam
And the truth will set you free
Feel free to take your leave

I can have a drink or four and get into a car
And get pulled over and blow for the officer
And pay it away if I fail, I can stay out of jail
But if a bright young kid at the top of his class gets
Caught with some grass, does he get a free pass?
Not if it keeps your prisons filled, I guess

You make these rules to feel superior
What makes you so special?
If you took this job to ensure you've got
More rights than others then

One thing I know for sure:
There's not much time for you and yours

You're a Dinosaur, Sam - your ideology needs
To die; no sore winners in my promised land
The youth will be your meteor, Sam
And the truth will set you free
Feel free to take your leave
Feel free to take your leave

Feel free to take your leave