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'97%' by Jools - listen / order '97% / FKA' Double A-Side 7“ Vinyl: Sign up to the bands mailing list: Follow Jools: @joolsbandjools Directed by Zak Pinchin and Kate Price Director Of Photography Zak Pinchin Recorded by Larry Hibbitt & Lewis Johns Mixed by Lewis Johns Mastered by Grant Berry Lyrics: I read and re-read alone but it never made sense The pleads for women to give their bodies and lives to young men who do deserve them But what man is truly deserving of a body which created his very existence? Reduce divine female energy to an object to which you’re entitled More than just titles, not just a Daughter, a Wife, a Mother A persistent urge engrained from birth burrows itself deep into the roots of opportunity As both lustful violence and morals grapple But the outcome formulates and is spat out via an Adam’s apple That’s been rotting to its core since early adolescence My partner lays restless, breathless at the destructive capabilities of man And as I console her, I’m a problematic reflection A projection of a contorted being that plagues her existence That’s exactly what I am, the product of past generations A contemplation of the modern man Tell them to smile because it might never happen But it has and it does and it will What was she wearing? Looks don’t kill I’m a man regretfully I’m a man unexceptionally I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly What was she wearing? Looks don’t kill She read and re-read alone, missing, last seen here In fear of and anticipating becoming another statistic For she has to create her own sense of safety Even in a safe district Consolation via a telephone conversation is unclear As muffled speech seeps through her tears And all I offer is a throw away sentence That spits in the face of reassurance And disregards the ending to a narrative that is all too familiar to her And every woman for that matter I witnessed her soul shatter I witnessed her sick to the stomach that a man could pluck a woman from where she stood With the force to unearth her roots Now her flowers only bloom in the heart of the common This thing upon me like a flower, a feast Women aren’t objects to be devoured, deflowered Pure repulsion personified in power You use brute force to overpower Because you can’t stand to see women empowered Tell them to smile, because it might never happen But it has and it does and it will What was she wearing? Looks don’t kill I’m a man regretfully I’m a man unexceptionally I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly Tell them to smile because it might never happen But it has and it does and it will What was she wearing looks don’t kill? I’m a man regretfully I’m a man unexceptionally I’m a man, I’m a man, I’m a man indefensibly What was she wearing? Looks don’t kill.
