PHISH LYRICS "Grind" Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind I can bend in sixty-eight ways I have lived for twelve thousand days Twenty-eight teeth inside my head Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind [Thanks to gtrisko_33@hotmail.com for these lyrics] [ www.lyrics-club.com ]