Teeth - People Under The Stairs

I wanna let you know

I really have to go, to see my dentist

Oh god, what the fuck

Goddamn my teeth hurt, sittin' in the chair

Like whatever’s wrong with them, just fix it I don’t care

Hey yeah, I got insurance, just take the damn X-ray

What’s wrong?

The dental assistant, is a big friggin' esse

Your teeth are fucked up

Yeah, thanks, tell me something I didn’t know

Ain’t been in the chair, since ten years ago

And now he’s lookin' mad at me, cause I got cavities

The dentist is pissed, with the the tool gum stabbin' me

The drool from gravity’s all over my shirt

The dentist grabbed his drill

And is like, aight, tell me if this hurts

Hey, hey, calm down, lo

He’s revving up the drill, I can taste my tooth smoke

And then, this fine girl comes in, like Portugal

Your dental insurance is invalid

Oh, word

I jump up, run out the goddamn front door

I’m off to Western Dental, to lie some more

I’ll get it fixed

I wanna let you know

I really have to go, see my dentist

(Hey, fuck you esse, man

You didn’t even fucking pay us, holmes

You a fucking pussy

You fucking pussy, scared of a girl, holmes)

Together, you can find, the grooviest of movies

And a line of friends, that never ends

And thugs, and drugs, and lots of perfectly wonderful parties

And one day, you too, maybe become three