The Rise and Fall Of Intelligent Design Rodney Crowell

If I could have just one wish
Maybe for an hour
I wanna be a woman
And feel that phantom power

Maybe I'd wanna stick around for a while
Until my heart got broke
Maybe then I could find out if I'm a half decent man
Or if I'm just a joke

If I could be the first woman president
I'd take on air pollution
I'd walk the streets of Baghdad at dawn
To find the real solution

I'd bear my soul for the people to read
I'd make my secrets known
I'd rather really be assassinated first day in office
Or die somewhere alone

It's no excuse to be obtuse
It's no excuse to be deaf, dumb and blind
When evolution is a thing of no use
It likes to call itself intelligent design

So here's the world in the palm of my hand
How come I'm feeling so tender
It's a man's world, I've heard it since birth
I'm out of touch with my gender