Guts

Stronghold down at Warsaw

You come around, you come around, you come after me

And sweat cold tenfold and you come around, after me

I know you're alive, throw me into the fire

Man I should have known, I should have known

God damn you're alive, threw me into the fire

Man I should have known, I should have known

But I, I, I my body's full of guts and other stuff

I, I, I my body's full enough, to pull myself out

To pull myself out, to pull myself out, to pull myself

out

Sat, swore with a pitchfork

Got me spun around, spun around, spun on the spit

And move quick, why pick from your mix

You wash it down, you wash it down and see how it sits

You, let the bottom drop out it's such a copout

You led me to the slaughter but I'm someone's daughter

You let the bottom drop out it's such a copout don't you

feel ashamed?