Romance the stoned With squirrly, squirm smiles The brethren fallen Like treeless leaves left Swollen Wretch, wretch, wretch But pickup New foe revival, the 16th coming Let the games bleed... Evel Knievel and Bruce Lee Genetically... speaking Babydoll, who's your daddy? Sprinkle the damned With tribal claims Forfeit the savior And mop the mouth with grout Wretch, wretch, wretch But sit up The sickness quelled like a gel For us, for them, myself... Evel Knievel and Bruce Lee Genetically... speaking Babydoll, who's your daddy?