Gather 'round my little babies
I've got a tale to tell
Mary Revolutionary
The spontaneous generator
Mary stick her fingers inside herself
Manipulating her internal clay
That baby cannot speak aloud
But its telepathy is ringing truly
And he said brothers and sister and enemies
If I can't save you
I'll take you all down with me
Everlasting perpetual gestating
She's pregnant with the ultimate weapon
When the baby finally has a birthday
It'll be a bomb day
I have seen a miracle;
Parthenogenesis