Chorus:
Stop savaging me around townI had a meeting this morning with a
Stop sandwiching me Stop sandwiching me around
A slice of life with garlic on rye
I got my hair slicked back with a butter knife
Don't swallow me
I'm in a traffic jam with a coffee buzz on the eighth of August And
there's road construction and the left lane's closed and I'm behind
a bus and the right lane sucks and with a crampy Gut I got the itchy
twist and I'm sitting like this with a tight Fist grip and the loose
transmission of this pickup sticks in Stacks of socks and clocks
'tween rocks and hard places are Easy to find the line to wind and
climb the spine to find the Time to grind in time gonna grind in time
Gonna grind Gonna grind Gonna grind Grind grind grind grind grind
grind grind
'Til there's no more nose left to place firmly against the stone.