The Womb

Fist up, ego down
Coming from the underground
I am strong and I’m climbing the social ladder on my own
So watch out, I’m alive
You lose control, singing along
Fist up, ego down
I am not a silent woman
Neither a mother, a wife, a sister, a child
I’m a woman, I’m the womb
I’m the womb, I’m the womb...

All women, women, women in the front
Wake up, up, up, ego down
Sing loud, loud, louder than a bomb
The good always, always won, come on!

(Evolution, evolution...)