Teeth - Royal Trux

When the breeze takes a key

Out of your palm

And you’re tired of playing

Playing the fool

Grab the lid back and cover

Everything you can

In an hour’s time

Just when you get a look at

Your direction

That’s when you realize

Somebody with dead feet

Shouldn’t walk out on a limb

But I can see you’re just a stupid full of words

And you couldn’t reach out your hand

The city’s ripe, jealousy and spite

Never really make you strong

You gotta get the proper button

On the information coming along

Where’s your tact?

The grab is on

About a thousand speed of light

I want a sister lost in me

Then you got it again and again