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