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

Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead