Grim Chin

Lyrics

Rusty chips and a half dead fish, is the dish of the day Screw that face counter-clockwise Or you'll catch a kiss from the rain I told brother, that's not our mother And I told sister, we don't share the same mister Now they're mad that I spoiled the party They share the same birthday And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way It's all gone a bit grey It's here again We all feel a bit gray, grey Today Mind your wig, and tuck your chin The spoiled milk's hittin' the fan No one's clean in the mensch machine Everyone out for themselves We used to be lovers now we can't look at each other Dissonant chairs don't sit next to another Digging trenches in the sand Too bad we share the same friends And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way It's all gone a bit grey It's here again We all feel a bit gray, grey Today All your interactions turn grey It's like your saving for another day Open up and you'll find your quiet eye, you've got a private eye Vodka and envy kept the bridesmaid steady sipping straight from her flask Too drunk to notice, the best man's nervous Sweat dripping down his neck Our dear bride's still crying on the toilet She caught the best man with her groom in the closet I was looking forward to that cake The wedding planner still wants his cheque And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way It's all gone a bit grey It's here again We all feel a bit gray, grey Today