Phish - Grind lyrics
[Phish - Grind lyrics]
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside of my head
Grind three types of things and
I'm sad that they're dead
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
And I, I have lived
(for) for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside of my head
Grind three types of things and
I'm sad that they're dead
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside of my head
Grind three types of things and
I'm sad that they're dead
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
And I, I have lived
(for) for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside of my head
Grind three types of things and
I'm sad that they're dead
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind
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