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