Grit Your Teeth — Disharmonic Orchestra

Your votes go To him who Made it look As shiny as his teeth Don't waste All your good time By reading the Small-print underneath

The nice guys The bad dudes Two horsemen Or three - Or were they more? How ever I long for the crown And the princess I adore

Grit your teeth I'll face the problem By the root Grit your teeth Trust me it's only For your good

If there's no agreement I throw some sticky Sludge and dirt In any direction - No matter if Anybody's hurt

Some fellows Took notice They've got A clue of how it ran I know how to fool them Again, again, again...