Jam Baxter - Teeth Marks lyrics

[Verse 1] To a soundtrack of insects screaming And every skin cell wheezing I picked out the liquor soaked suit for the evening and took my position steam rolled to the ceiling Greetings, these are the kids we're dripfeeding A sea of eyes light up, light up Slovenly exterior gleaming Yeah, too lucid I don't care who you wanna slap hooves with In alleyways kids swap juices and loose lip skets and goons compare bruises I once knew this petrified wench With a musky pesticide stench She'd sharpen her nails on the walls all day and by night she would hug an electrified fence And that b**h bit my middle finger in half Faces inches apart, Had Bare weird chicks in my yard, I Stayed up and stuck pins in her heart, now We squished old flames in our ashtrays And let a moth circle our lampshades I excelled in the red blooded rampage, rocking two stumps that could triple jump ma** graves [Chorus] Yeah Are they your teeth marks in your tail? I think they're your teeth marks in your tail Looks like they're your teeth marks in your tail Tail Yeah Is their air too hard to inhale? You said their air's too hard to inhale Pissed cause their air's too hard to inhale Hale Hale [Verse 2] Yeah I caught the half seven to Hanoi with a steaming oven fresh cerebellum to destroy By twenty past ten I was beginning to suspect we were running out of mind bending weapons to deploy City hopper This sack of flesh is my best offer I haggled till sundown, sundown Swigging liquor in d**h's honour Stuck a next blotter under the tongue, took a Sharp breath and punctured a lung, raise a Gla** to us wonderful scum, cause I Love what us c*nts have become Now I can spend my life in this field right here Your skin doesn't feel real my dear She said give sobriety a chance and I recoiled at the mere idea So tell me, are they your teeth marks in your tail? Cause you look a touch dizzy Sink another Snakebite, rack another rail f** with me Hourly trips to the moon Coughing up comet dust into the room Crowned as a king as I slip from the womb Cannonballed into this crimson lagoon Paddling out, rinsing the wounds Sipping on venom, think I'm immune That rabid dog span on the spot with his jaws outstretched in a spiral of fumes