Grind Yr Teeth Songtext
von The Weeks

Cocaine will thrill ya
Women will kill ya
Whiskey′s just one more excuse not to drive
I was poor like a loose tooth
Bad plans never foolproof
Can't blame the devil ′til after you die

Tip-toe on tightropes
Cling close to high hopes
Shiver and move at the mercy of wind
He's a pretty quick thinker
A faster drinker
Won't know what hit you ′til the storm comes again

Clap your hands loud
Grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It′s my lifeblood
It's my family
It′s my sweetheart, my everything


Keep the girls safer
You'll thank me later
Keep your eyes glued to the door or the bag
Well, he ain′t for prayin'
I ain′t complainin'
Some wounds were meant to be covered in rags

Clap your hands loud
Grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It's my lifeblood
It′s my family
It′s my sweetheart, my everything

Cocaine will thrill ya
Women will kill ya
Whiskey's just one more excuse not to drive
I was poor like a loose tooth
Bad plans never foolproof
Can′t blame the devil 'til after you die

But tonight, he′s a shit show
Screamed out the window
Ain't had much sleep since the wheels finished spinnin′
He drank with the sunset
Sang 'til he forgets
Better play some music that'll crawl in your skin


Clap your hands loud
Grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It′s my lifeblood
It′s my family
It's my sweetheart, my everything

He′s a quick tongue
He's a lost cause
He′s a shipwreck on foreign seas
Screamed his heart out
On an open stage
They all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody