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 go 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 Pesh 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 boy's games. 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? 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 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 boy's games. They won nothing but congratulations.