Mimi Speaks Lyrics

There is a girl out on the sea

Floating on a pink surfboard

With a picnic lunch and parasol

Sitting there like a typical girl

You don't know me but I've been watching you all day

I thought that by ignoring you, perhaps, you'd go away

I thought it was just too much sun as I faced out across the bay

Hearing all these voices telling me how to spend my day

Then I turned around and I saw you standing there

Talking all this time, talking like you care

It's been ten years and you haven't gone away

So I'm finally speaking up, it's time to have my say

First of all, my name isn't Mimi

It's Ruth, Ruth Mimadoni Castradicus Phaterpithecus Triumvatini

And I come from a family of ten children

A tomboy, the youngest, I learned to fight before I learned to walk

To fight for my place in a space without grace

All cannons open by the age of two

By six I ruled the schoolyard, by fourteen, I ruled the shopping malls

Loud, active, restless, arrogant, aggressive and strong

I couldn't understand these flimsy things called teenage girls

They scattered before me like ineffective dolls

So I bullied them even more in my consternation

Trying to make them break out, trying to beat them into consciousness

And then one day, I was working on this little bit of a thing

Trying to whip her into three dimensions

She was shaking and looking confused

Way beyond her ken

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When all of a sudden, she got real silent, I mean, real silent

And from somewhere faraway, someone called my name

Ruth Mimadoni Castradicus Phaterpithecus Triumvatini

And a pink surfboard was handed to me

And a voice said, "Her name will be Mimi"

And they gently urged me forward to the edge of the water

And we moved out onto the sea, Mimi and me

And the language between us was wordless and hung in the air

And I spent a lot of time thinking about chains

That bound the others but not me

And then I started to feel so trapped by feeling, oh, so free

And some days I hated the pink, I hated the pink

Pink for weakness and girls and little posies

Pink for subjugation, oppression, asexuality, moral shrivenness

Ignorance and painted toesies

And yet, it's pink that is my friend out here

Out on the sea that I'm learning to fear

Pink that's showing me the way

Learning how to not have my say

To hear what you might have to say

Stand up, Mimi, stand up

And so you're saying 'stand up' to a natural athlete

It's much harder for me

To sit here feeling, oh, so incomplete

Something strange occurred

On the local beach that day

One girl paddled out to sea

The other slowly walked away