Welcome to Boys Club   No girls allowed   We try to talk   But our cocks are deep inside out mouths      You climbed our tree house   I saw up your skirt   I felt alive   Felt so alive      Withouth permission we own it   And I'd as soon   Cute off my hands   And end this club      I turned around   Way back and   In my opinion   It felt so wrong      And that's just when   You looked at me   And for the first time    I saw your eyes in me      Then we burned   All the pamphlets   And we ended    This mockery of girls