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