Grind
The whine in your hand is worth two at the bar
And everybody knows what you've been drinking
Disgraceful night flecked with a nightmare of stars
Everybody knows how you've been syncing
Long distance century buzzes and fades
An automatic charge on your mind
Previews processions and parades
You've got to grind, grind it out
You've got to grind, grind it out
Line up the arrows, push off the top
This can cause sustain forever
And once it's started up, it cannot be stopped
At least that's holding us together
Long distance century buzzes and fades
I wonder why you've not resigned
The glittering minutes jangle decades
We've got to grind, grind this out
Got to grind, grind this out
Grind it out
Vortex appears, unleashed by the crash
The moment marred by hesitation
Bedazzled surgeon chases the gash
And we don't need that operation
Long distance century buzzes and fades
Elysian Fields not far behind
Can you find me a witness amongst these shades
They've got to grind, grind
They've got to grind, grind it out
Long distance century buzzes and fades
I hope the deaf can lead the blind
Now lift me up into your whirling blades
I've got to grind, grind this out
I've got to grind, grind it out
Bump and grind, baby