Grindstone Songtext
von Bangups

Choking down horse feathers at the doorstep of the Oscars
The key was at the X on a map of zigzag ciphers
I tried my credit card lallygagging corner cutting
Waved a white flag called the B team cause the deadbolt wasn′t budging

Grindstone
There ain't no two ways about it
The pigs might be sold
You spray paint it gold
And pretend you bought it
Grindstone
You got to bite that bullet
Run a fine tooth comb
Through your cranium
Make no bones about it

Round one my dukes were swinging but they knocked me out cold
Like an infomercial promos when the rubber meets the road
The birds and stars were spinning I had nothing up my sleeve
Depending on the fairy dust they sprinkled on me


Grindstone
There ain′t no two ways about it
The pigs might be sold
You spray paint it gold
And pretend you bought it
Grindstone
You got to bite that bullet
Run a fine tooth comb
Through your cranium
Make no bones about it

Harebrained free loader jumping the gun
Short cut with the check engine soon light on
Black tape fix buzz is gone
Passed the buck while me and my cement shoes were sinking

Grindstone
There ain't no two ways about it
The pigs might be sold
You spray paint it gold
And pretend you bought it
Grindstone
You got to bite that bullet
Run a fine tooth comb
Through your cranium
Make no bones about it