Gutless (Live at The Moore Theatre, Seattle, Washington, November 14, 1994) lyrics

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

[Chorus]
Gutless, I'm gutless
I'm undressed, I'm gutless

[Verse 2]
You can try to shut me up
But there's nothing left to suck
You can try to rape me but
There is nothing left to f*ck
Step and fetch, grease my hip
I don't even havе to pause
I don't really miss God
But I sure miss Santa Claus

[Chorus]
Gutlеss, you're gutless
I'm gutless, I'm undressed
[Bridge]
I was right, the devil
Made her life an angel
Oh, he is not an angel
We will find

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

[Outro]
You're gutless, you're undressed
You're gutless, you're undressed