I am a man, and I am proud of it
I am a man, and you know I love it
I’m not a woman and I never will become one
Because my confidence / My Y-chromosome will not be gotten undone
Now this is not a sign of masculine frustration
I am in favor of social emancipation
But I can see no reason for the changin’
Of men to connotations and women to crustaceans
No, no, no, no, this is the wrong way up / No, no, no, no, don’t want to drink this cup
I am opposed to sexual inequality
Male and female, each have their own qualities
It may not be fair only women can get pregnant, true
But I’m afraid soon men will be expected to
Take that last step, and men become women
And vice-versa, but who will be a-winning?
From pretenders we will become contenders
If we take all the genders, and put ‘em in a blender
No, no, no, no, it’s not about control / No, no, no, no, we’ve lost a clear-cut role
R We’ve put the soup into superman,
We’ve put a mask on masculinity
And put the peon into champion
They’ve pulled the hood onto motherhood
Made a thing out of sexy little thing
To put the men into dementia
I have a hope men will someday be men again
Instead of little boys trying to be mannequins
‘cause that is where I see the world is going
No one really knows what their role is in the whole thing
Yes I hope women will continue into power
But without pushing men into being cowards
But understand we will keep the glass ceiling
If only for the reason that we could take a peek in
No, no, no, no, you keep it sexual / Know, know, know, know then we’ll keep it casual
R We’ve put the soup into superman,
We’ve put a mask on masculinity
And put the peon into champion
They’ve pulled the hood onto motherhood
Made a thing out of sexy little thing
To put the men into dementia
