Guilty Fever

lyrics by Jay Leo Phillips

And now you're stricken with the guilty fever
We thought we'd found ourselves a true believer
And when it's measured out in cigarette butts
There's not much hope you'll find out just what's what (and)

Guilty fever.

You got a plan to turn your life around now
You broke your fists, so you'll just put your foot down
You won't get called on now for extra credit
But when you're down and out you won't regret it

Guilty fever.

You've got guilt but you don't know why.
Pupils expand as you curse your eyes.