[Intro]
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind

[Verse]
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

[Interlude]
*doo-wop vocalizing*

[Verse]
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

[Outro]
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Grind, grind, grind