Gutless (Live at Luna Theatre, April 25, 1995) Hole

[Verse 1]
All my friends are embryonic
All my friends are dead and gone
All your friends are microscopic
All your friends wake up alone
Girl germs eat your little virus
Revolution came and died
Elitists who ate the virus
Sleep with me, wake up alive

[Chorus]
Gutless, you're gutless
You're gutless, you're undressed

[Verse 2]
You can try to suck me dry
But there's nothing left to suck
You can try to rape me
But there is nothing left to fuck
Step and fetch, grease my hips, baby
I don't even have to pause
And I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus

[Chorus]
Gutless, you're gutless
You're undressed, you're gutless