Metal Music's a man's man's world 
It must be done with muscles and force 
Cannot rock with half a crotch 
Cannot boogie if you ain't got balls 
The girl's place is backstage 
To satisfy the victorious warrior 
So ungrab that mike you bitch 
I'm a narrow-minded sexist pig 

Doro Pesch or Lee Aaron 
Who can recall one of their tunes? 
Same thing for the so-called Rock Goddess, 
Runaways, Cheetah or Girlschool 
They all wanted to play boys' games 
But they won nothing but self-humiliation 
Kat's been the only one to succeed 
But she was a guy wearing a skirt and a wig 

We take their constitution into account 
Female bodies are weaker than ours 
I'll prove I'm right with this: 
Could a woman play that pleasant bridge? No! 

Go on... 

Many bands' work spoiled by braying cuties 
Singing out of tune two times out of three 

History shows us that we're right 
All rock geniuses were men 
Find me a she-Zappa, find me a she-Elvis 
Find me a she-Lennon, find me a she-Hendrix 
The girl's place is definitely backstage 
To satisfy the victorious warrior 
Or in a recording studio, to clean the johns 
Not in front of a microphone 

This one's a tribute to cum tanks 
With well-shaped hips and boobs like bumpers 
Who know where female talent lies: 
Sluts, whores & pornostars 
They never wanted to play boys' games 
And they won nothing but congratulations 
They may be held in high esteem 
They sure deserve a better reputation 

This one's a tribute to cum tanks 
Bad girls don't get bored in hell