Beach Body Mike

These eyes have seen the majesty Sculpted flesh chiseled atop an armature Beach Body Mike is present and accounted for Oh no Do whatever it takes to avert your lady's eyes Oh no Anger is such a tired scene Externalizing rage gets us nowhere fast my friend Beach Body Mike is letting it all hang Oh no His biceps have triceps always pulsing Oh no We have to wrap him up in burlap just in case Oh no He's low but we're so much lower Oh no It's a solemn thing to know But bodies, is what I came here for Magical pectoral glory hole The rage circumvents my brain The audacity of this specimen simply cannot stand Beach Body Mike is letting it all hang Oh no His biceps have triceps always pulsing Oh no We have to wrap him up in burlap just in case Oh no He's low but we're so much lower Oh no Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals John Makarewicz - Guitar Carl Cunningham - Bass Stephen Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar