Knock My Teeth Out Early (Ain't Life Grand?)

That toothless grin will find it's own under boards of shame
So pass it around like the life of a call girl.
Spread thin like panic waves of electricity.
Staining the knees of our sweet delusion
Oh how sweet it is.

That toothless grin has found it's own under boards of shame
We passed it around.

Have you ever seen such an ugly bed?
But what a beautiful coffin.

First we shake hands, then we dislodge the memory from our skulls.

Keep away dear friend, death comes close.

First we shake hands, then we dislodge the memory from our skulls.

The roots surround and blanket the buried.
That toothless grin will gnaw through bone.
It will become us all.
Ain't life grand?