Give respect to the girl who knows that "sexy" don't mean "mannequin"
She don't want your revolution if that means she ain't allowed to dance
Shakin' on the dance floor, look but don't touch, when you little boys gonna learn?
She's shakin' up her molotov cocktail, yeah, your system's gonna burn!
'Cause This World!
To The Rebel Girl!
Sometimes I gotta wonder if I really wanna be a man
When that's defined by some idiot Limp Bizkit fan
I'm sick of someone chaining me to "check this box"
But rebel girls will teach you how to pick your locks
I'm standing on a gender wall that's teetering
The rebel girls' got hammers, c'mon, take a swing!