Gender Game
Alix Olson Lyrics


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You wanna give me a shiner
Cause I look like this
And I got a vagina?
See, I'm familiar with this Gender Game,
I've played this war many times before
On this playground called my identity
When puberty hit like dodge balls
And freeze-tagged as sissy-fagged
My best friend dissed me- common interests,
Different anatomy.

See, vagina meant quieter, caretaker, peacemaker.
Vagina meant keeping lips closed, keeping bodies posed.
Vagina was silent dolls and no action toys,
Vagina was punches when I played with the boys.
So I learned to take it in the stomach, I learned to Fight to make friends.

And as I learned to make that bullshit end,
Vagina became a slippery slide for my little finger
Vagina became a quiver that lingered,
Vagina became what I looked for, worked for, stood for,
I "Viva La Vagina'd all over the place!"
I revitalized Vagina's grace, I discovered vagina's taste.
I became a fine diner. Put my face in vagina after vagina.

And then I was faced with some other lipservice
Putting me in my place
That Vagina should not be liberator.
But dictator.
Of the shoes we wear. The hair we crop.
The palms we clasp. The way we walk.
The space we use. The threads we choose.
Well, I refuse to follow suit.
Cause I gotta confess, my straight jacket is a dress.
You know it used to be a crime
To wear clothes that didn't scream
"Vagin-A!"
I wear these shoes so I can move with my own easy spirit.
I don't shave my legs cause
It gets cold. Besides, my legs rebel
Against the bloody hell of
Shaved and sliced
And since when is my body hair something to judge?
Is furry a male privilege-
Or a patriarchal plot by gillette?
I don't cut my nails cause I've got hammering to do.
I'm pounding out my path as I cruise this gender landscape,
As I peruse the choice between silence and
Violence.

Matthew Shepard was bent, so you hang him to a fence,
Brandon Teena was murdered as a liar for hiding his
Vagina. And I can't even sit
In a restaurant without causing a stir:
"Whaddya have sir? Whaddya have sir? Whaddya have sir?"
I have a Vagina!

Yes, I've got a vagina and you can still call me sir,
Cause I can't cure
This visual disease of yours.
But I don't give a damn about "Sir" or "Ma'am".
So, in the "F" or "M" boxes they give,
I forgive myself for not fitting in
And blame the world for lack of clarity.
I deliberate.
Penis? I got one y'know. I write down "d" for dildo,
I write down "D" for
"Don't know," I fill in "F" for
fi-fie-foe male!
Yes, I'm a giant Vagina!
And I am too big for these boxes they give,
Too real for this Gender Toyland
Built over soiled contradictions
With Barbie bricks and Ken cornerstones
Built over the skulls and bones of our Transgendered Ancestors.
Danger:
She-men working above. And beyond. You.

Yes, we are Deconstruction Workers.
We are exposing unfounded bedrocks
That bed us to one sex, that wed us to one gender.
We are overturning those stones,
We are throwing them back.
We are making revolution
A gender evolution.
We are invoking strategy, we are revoking shame.




And we are calling it. We are calling it
Refusal to be Named.

Overall Meaning

In Alix Olson's song "Gender Game," the singer discusses the societal pressures and expectations surrounding gender identity. The lyrics portray the struggle of individuals who do not conform to traditional gender roles and how society can react to their appearance or behavior. The first verse describes how someone wants to physically hurt her because they perceive her as effeminate, which she attributes to her anatomy. She references the "Gender Game" as a war, implying that society has forced her into a battle with her own identity. She reflects on her experiences dealing with puberty, where she was labeled as effeminate and outcasted from her friends. The chorus uses the phrase "Viva La Vagina," which, at first, appears to promote female empowerment, but it also includes the singer's revelation that society has placed unrealistic expectations on what female anatomy should represent.


Line by Line Meaning

You wanna give me a shiner
You want to physically abuse me because of how I look


Cause I look like this
Because of my physical appearance


And I got a vagina?
And because I have female reproductive organs


See, I'm familiar with this Gender Game,
I am aware of the societal expectations and stereotypes placed on individuals based on their gender


I've played this war many times before
I have experienced this discrimination multiple times in my life


On this playground called my identity
In my personal exploration and understanding of my gender and sense of self


When puberty hit like dodge balls
When I went through the physical changes associated with growing up


And freeze-tagged as sissy-fagged
Being labeled as weak or unmanly because of my demeanor or interests


My best friend dissed me- common interests,
My closest companion rejected me because we had similar hobbies and preferences


Different anatomy.
But I did not identify with or present as male


See, vagina meant quieter, caretaker, peacemaker.
Society expected me to display traits and behaviors associated with femininity, such as being nurturing and submissive


Vagina meant keeping lips closed, keeping bodies posed.
It was also expected for me to be quiet and proper, with a focus on physical presentation


Vagina was silent dolls and no action toys,
Toys and activities marketed towards girls were often stagnant and less exciting compared to those marketed towards boys


Vagina was punches when I played with the boys.
When I attempted to break free of these expectations and play with boys, I was met with physical harm and rejection


So I learned to take it in the stomach, I learned to Fight to make friends.
To cope, I had to accept the mistreatment and fight against my own desires to play with boys


And as I learned to make that bullshit end,
As I grew older and wiser, I stopped entertaining these harmful stereotypes


Vagina became a slippery slide for my little finger
I began to understand and embrace my sexuality


Vagina became a quiver that lingered,
My sexual experiences brought me pleasure and satisfaction


Vagina became what I looked for, worked for, stood for,
My understanding and acceptance of my body brought me confidence and a sense of self-worth


I "Viva La Vagina'd all over the place!"
I am proud of my vagina and my femininity


I revitalized Vagina's grace, I discovered vagina's taste.
I have found beauty and pleasure in my own body and sexuality


I became a fine diner. Put my face in vagina after vagina.
I have explored my sexuality and found what I like


And then I was faced with some other lipservice
I was confronted with more societal expectations and standards


Putting me in my place
Attempting to dictate how I should present and behave, based on my gender


That Vagina should not be liberator.
The belief that a woman's sexuality and femininity should not be empowering


But dictator.
Instead, it was seen as something that limits and controls a woman's actions and choices


Of the shoes we wear. The hair we crop.
It was expected for women to present themselves in a certain way, including their physical appearance


The palms we clasp. The way we walk.
Gestures and body language were also monitored and judged based on gender norms


The space we use. The threads we choose.
Even the way we move and the clothes we wear were heavily policed based on gender expectations


Well, I refuse to follow suit.
I choose to reject these arbitrary and restrictive gender norms


Cause I gotta confess, my straight jacket is a dress.
I acknowledge that I still sometimes feel pressured to conform to certain standards of femininity


You know it used to be a crime
There were legal consequences for breaking these gender norms


To wear clothes that didn't scream
To express oneself outside of the prescribed gender roles was highly stigmatized


"Vagin-A!"
To present oneself as anything other than a feminine woman with a vagina was not socially acceptable


I wear these shoes so I can move with my own easy spirit.
I choose to wear clothing and shoes that make me feel comfortable and confident


I don't shave my legs cause
I choose not to partake in certain grooming habits expected of women


It gets cold. Besides, my legs rebel
I have my own reasons for not conforming to societal standards of beauty and grooming


Against the bloody hell of
I feel like I am fighting against a system that is oppressive and unrealistic


Shaved and sliced
The pain and upkeep associated with certain grooming habits are not worth it to me


And since when is my body hair something to judge?
I reject the idea that having body hair is ugly or unclean


Is furry a male privilege-
I see the hypocrisy in the fact that men are not held to the same beauty standards as women


Or a patriarchal plot by gillette?
I recognize that companies profit off of these unrealistic beauty expectations and create them in the first place


I don't cut my nails cause I've got hammering to do.
I prioritize my practical needs and interests over societal expectations of femininity


I'm pounding out my path as I cruise this gender landscape,
I am forging my own way in a world that tries to limit me based on my gender identity


As I peruse the choice between silence and
As I navigate the choice between conforming to societal expectations and staying true to myself


Violence.
I am aware that there may be consequences for challenging these societal norms


Matthew Shepard was bent, so you hang him to a fence,
I acknowledge the consequences of not conforming to gender norms, as seen in the murder of Matthew Shepard


Brandon Teena was murdered as a liar for hiding his Vagina.
I recognize the danger and violence that trans individuals face for not conforming to gender identity norms


And I can't even sit
I am constantly aware of the policing and scrutiny of my gender expression


In a restaurant without causing a stir:
Even my presence and appearance is subject to judgment and criticism


"Whaddya have sir? Whaddya have sir? Whaddya have sir?"
My gender identity and physical appearance cause confusion and bureaucracy


I have a Vagina!
I do not conform to societal expectations of femininity and gender identity, and it's okay


Yes, I've got a vagina and you can still call me sir,
My gender identity is not tied to my anatomy, and I am okay with being referred to with masculine titles


Cause I can't cure
I cannot change the way I identify and present myself


This visual disease of yours.
The discomfort and confusion others may feel about my gender identity is not my responsibility or burden to fix


But I don't give a damn about "Sir" or "Ma'am".
I do not base my self-worth or identity on the titles or pronouns others use for me


So, in the "F" or "M" boxes they give,
I do not fit into the prescribed gender binary, and that's okay


I forgive myself for not fitting in
I have come to terms with and accepted my nonconformity


And blame the world for lack of clarity.
I recognize that societal norms and expectations have contributed to my confusion and discomfort with gender identity


I deliberate.
I make intentional choices and decisions about my gender identity and expression


Penis? I got one y'know. I write down "d" for dildo,
I acknowledge my anatomy but choose not to identify with traditionally male gender roles


I write down "D" for "Don't know," I fill in "F" for fi-fie-foe male!
I reject the gender binary and intentionally choose alternate gender identities


Yes, I'm a giant Vagina!
I embrace and celebrate my femininity and sexuality


And I am too big for these boxes they give,
I refuse to conform to the gender binary and assigned gender roles


Too real for this Gender Toyland
I reject the societal expectations that limit and constrict gender identity and expression


Built over soiled contradictions
The expectations and norms surrounding gender are built on hypocrisy and flaws


With Barbie bricks and Ken cornerstones
Toys and marketing reinforce and perpetuate arbitrary gender norms


Built over the skulls and bones of our Transgendered Ancestors.
The focus on traditional gender roles and norms has been harmful for trans individuals


Danger: She-men working above. And beyond. You.
Trans individuals are fighting against societal expectations and limitations


Yes, we are Deconstruction Workers.
We are actively working to break down these harmful and limiting gender norms


We are exposing unfounded bedrocks
We are challenging the basic beliefs and foundations of harmful gender norms


That bed us to one sex, that wed us to one gender.
The societal expectations and limitations of gender are confining and restrictive


We are overturning those stones,
We reject the restrictive and arbitrary gender norms and stereotypes


We are throwing them back.
We are actively fighting against the oppressive structure of societal gender norms


We are making revolution
We are actively seeking change and progression in the gender norms of society


A gender evolution.
We are pushing for a more accepting and wide-ranging understanding of gender identity and expression


We are invoking strategy, we are revoking shame.
We are actively working to better understand and counter societal norms and shame surrounding gender


And we are calling it. We are calling it
We are naming and identifying the obstacles to widespread acceptance of diverse gender identities and expressions


Refusal to be Named.
We reject the singular and limiting identity assigned by societal gender norms




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Nicole Slater

She is amazing. Such an amazing and talented slam poet! Love this poem!

MainelyButch

This is awesome! Favorited!

Jules Trumain

It’s real. It’s a revolution. Damn! That is slam!

randomflyingpigeons

Rock it, girl

beatgoddess

"Deconstruction worker"!!!!!!!!!!!

Billie Bean

She is not a guy,...OBVIOUSLY...did you even hear the words?! Alix kicks ass, I used to listen to her 10 years ago when I was 14 and I just re-discovered her now. Fuckin' awesome! Is this just her in this poem, or is another poet as well?

Josh romig

Who is reading this with her?