Chorus 1

Kill the estrogen queens
Kill the estrogen queens

Verse 1

Not like those thesbians on da TV
Just like a real dyke holding the water back
Not a crotch plumb-bob in a hummer but a real hum vee
With a mind like an IED on the streets of Iraq
Ready to explode unpredictably
Ideas as digestible as a coke kilo wrapped in plastic

Lotta huffin' & puffin' and verbal steam, not much mental meat sauce
Unclean progesterone queen, talking all kinds of shit-aké about equalité and power
Go take a shower and shave them pits
Your affectations aren't fooling me, you ain't got no ideas of you're own
You're just regurgitatin and fakin your way through Lilith Fair getting old and fat and Harrier and scarier
I'm not asking for much, we won't need a harrier jet or the marines to kill the estrogen queens

Interlude

Chorus 2

Bitch is totally wack
Bitch is totally wack

Verse 2

You're still fake lesbians, not the lipstick kind
I wouldn't lay on you even if you're shell cracked and hatched baby queens, born in pantsuits
Covering your hirsute legs rolled up strong to save them from the dregs on the weekends
Dancing your way [hey hey] up the corporate ladder by day
Had to cut those dreds, gave in and took a job with the Feds
Still go to the playa but you're fooling no one there, not the flamers or that flaming effigy
They know you're an effin G man or wo-man or Grrrl like tony the tiger, but your not great,
couldn't get a date with anything, never gonna wear a wedding ring
Do us a favor and play the king to sacrifice that heart of ice and intellectual artifice
Fart on this, bitch
You live a double life well within your means
Take a knife to the heart before you spill the beans
You've got to kill the estrogen queens