[Verse 1: Glam-rock female lead, huge belted chest voice] Ten years up in front of Silver Heels in platform boots and paint Every scream on all three records came from me without restraint Then the label said I'm too loud, said my edges cost too much Hired a girl with perfect cheekbones and a smile you'd want to touch And they kept my vocals on a tape and told her, move your lips Now she struts out every night and sways around and swings her hips While I'm rentin' shoes at the bowling alley, size eleven, size nine And I hear my voice on the radio and they tell me it's not mine [Hook: Glam-rock female lead, full force, roaring guitars] That's my voice comin' out of your mouth Every scream, every growl, every high note out You can wear my boots and you can paint my face But you can't fill a voice you only took up space [Verse 2: Glam-rock female lead, snarling glam-rock vocal] Bought a ticket to the arena show, row twelve, on the aisle Wore the fringe they wanted burned and sat down with a crooked smile Lights came up, the band kicked in, she strutted out in my old cape Screamin' silent in a spotlight to a thirty-dollar tape Halfway through the second chorus the machine began to drag Then my voice went slow and ugly, then it gurgled, then it sagged Then it died, the speakers hissed, and she stood there, mouth wide Twenty thousand people heard the nothin' that was inside [Hook: Glam-rock female lead, full force, roaring guitars] That's my voice comin' out of your mouth Every scream, every growl, every high note out You can wear my boots and you can paint my face But you can't fill a voice you only took up space [Bridge: Glam-rock female lead, raw-voice takeover, one raw voice alone] So I stood up in row twelve and I filled my chest with air And I sang the chorus raw without a microphone right there Row eleven turned around, then row ten, then the floor Then the whole arena turned to see who opened up that door [Verse 3: Glam-rock female lead, huge belted glam-rock vocal] Guitar player saw me first and he played straight at my seat Drummer found me on the big screen and he followed every beat She held out her microphone like an apology Security walked me up the stairs and handed it to me Finished out the set with no tape and no paint and no pretend And she sang the harmony beside me like an honest friend Now the posters got two faces and the record's got my name And the girl who used to mouth it sings it with me, no more shame [Final Hook: Glam-rock female lead, full force] That's my voice comin' out of your mouth Every scream, every growl, every high note out You can wear my boots and you can paint my face But you can't fill a voice you only took up space [End]
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