Teething - Phoxjaw

They say struggle is a part of life

Look at those babies teething

See the people fleeting

Do they sink or swim?

People they close their gates

So do a Zorba dance and smash a plate like you’re in Greece

But thank god it’s not me

Thank god it’s not me

He’s racing around

Like a wacky racer

Some are born menacing

Some are born as medicine

Today I lost my friend

He’s been racing around and I couldn’t quite catch him

He’d wear the tyres down

And blow a cloud of smoke with his engine

Scalextric set possessed by poltergeists

The driver thrives on the thrill of ecstasy

A bolt of daring energy

He’s racing around

Like a wacky racer

Some are born menacing

Some are born as medicine

He’s medicine

He’s racing around

Like a wacky racer

He’s racing around