Benzocaine (Live from BBC Introducing at Glastonbury)

Oh benzocaine I think it's a crime

That when you look in your baby's eyes 

You won't see mine, you won't mine The memories will stain

The pain will start to fain

Boredom creeps in jade

With good old benzocaine Oh benzocaine Chalk white

Gob shite

Bleeding gums

I thought that benzocaine was supposed to numb Supposed to numb

Supposed to numb

Supposed to numb Oh benzocaine