Lyrics:

So it started in your ovaries
A stone, a seedling, our bones entwined
A warning from the orderlies
A bulge for bleeding; this will take its time
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

So it all ran down the telephone
And it saw me clearly, all at nine years old
Calmly cast in styrofoam
In my Tony Lamas when the shock takes hold
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Mom, there are hurdles here
That I cannot seem to clear
Dad, there are demons 'round
And though I said that I,
Said I'd be all right, I lied
I lied, I lied, I lied

So fix your brood and belly now
Get your fingers wringing, get your loins unstained
It'll eat you from the inside out
Till it comes out screaming, till it all falls away
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Dad, there are hurdles here
That I cannot seem to clear
Mom, there are demons 'round
And though I said that I
Said I'd be all right, I lied
I lied, I lied, I lied