Teeth Video (MV)

I fight my fears with bat in hand
Like a bride with a fresh limp
Wrestling a teethy doberman
Until my last days do me in
The rain fears to fall on me
As I wrestle my shadow
As it grows in length
With the setting of the sun
I feel a dozen canine teeth
Dig into my now useless leg
My friend stuck in the civil war offers me his saw
But I decline
A nice scrubby haired lady
Offers to shave my scruff
I've screamed in this room before
I am not too tough
A pal with a deadly stare
Reminds me where I am
I declined his invitation
When he left us last week
Here I've chosen to stay
Momentarily
Voluntary
My famous apple pie
Sits on my windowsill forever
My hair sets itself on fire
And my skin moves in the sun
A doberman will protect my grave
That dog would fight a sea for me
Just as it would split my head in two
Just as it would split my veins in two
That lovely learning maw macabre
Could get me to abandon law
Burri, tear and shred my chest
Bacon, make me into a pie
Here I've chosen to stay
Momentarily voluntary
Here where life is a
Day
Ordinary, scary