All my friends are embryionic
All my friends are dead and gone
All my friends are microscopic

All my friends wake up alone

Girl germs eat your little virus

Revolution come and die
Will you lead us into virus
Sleep with me, wake up alive


Gutless
You're gutless

You're gutless
You're gutless


You can try to suck me dry
But there's nothing left to suck
Just you try to hold me down

Come on, try to shut me up

Step and fetch, grease my hips

I don't even have to part
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Clause


Gutless
You're gutless

Gutless
Your untrust