False Teeth from Bum Ticker by Action Park

Sitting on your doormat
You forgot to bring me in
And now that the storm’s past
I’m soggy and wearing thin
Closer now but drifting
I can’t seem to get a grip

I flew the coop on broken wings
Bit the bullet with false teeth
Frustrated and discouraged
Everything’s like pulling teeth

Walking down the road now
Got a flat left my spare at home
Touched the scalding stove top
I always end up getting burned
Out here on my own now
Try and try I never learn

I flew the coop on broken wings
Bit the bullet with false teeth
Frustrated and discouraged
Everything’s like pulling teeth

• Pop Punk
• Punk
• east bay punk
• lookout records
• the replacements
• New York