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.