A little dental music Strings a strumming Flutes a trilling
Numbing minds and calming nerves While steps away, the beast is drilling Muzak in the lobby Helps the patients to ignore
The fact that writhing agony Waits right behind the door
Castaladits, Hang Mancini Gordon Jankins, Brandi and Taisre Low the Mormon Tabernakle sings The sound of pain is muted By a thousand living strings
A little dental music Your appointments for eleven But you'll be waiting here till noon The soothing strains of andre Previn
Next it's Mantavini After him, you couldn't care You're in for brutal torture When it's your turn When it's your turn Next It's your turn, in the chair
