No Threat

Well, I can break your bones

And then I'll stab you with them

There are still things more *ahem* than that

And I can prepare bird-feeders

For a winter season

There are still things more *ahem* than that

And I can help old lady

To cross the street

And there are still things more *ahem* than that

And I can set myself a fire

And fall out of a window

There are still things more *ahem* than that

So yeah, there is no threat

There are still things more *ahem* than that

So yeah, there is no threat

There are still things more *ahem* than that

You can cry over your collection

Of old broken toys

There are still things oh cuter than that

And you can chase your bride

With a frog on your dick

And there are still things more *ahem* than that

You can forecast the future

With a foam on your mouth

There are still things more *ahem* than that

And you can dislocate your joints

And amputate your kidneys

There are still things more *ahem* than that

So yeah, there is no threat

There are still things more *ahem* than that

So yeah, there is no threat

There are still things more *ahem* than that