Teething

They say struggle is a part of life Look at those babies teething See the people fleeting Do they sink or swim? People they close their gates So do a Zorba dance And smash a plate like you're in Greece But thank god, it's not me Thank god, it's not me He's racing around Like a wacky racer Some are born menacing Some are born as medicine Today I lost my friend He's been racing around And I couldn't quite catch him He'd wear the tyres down And blow a cloud of smoke with his engine Scalextric set possessed by poltergeists The driver thrives on the thrill of ecstasy A bolt of daring energy He's racing around Like a wacky racer Some are born menacing Some are born as medicine He's racing around Like a wacky racer Some are born menacing Some are born as medicine He's medicine He's racing around Like a wacky racer He's racing around