"Deluxe" lyrics

Take on your new jaw for challenge
Grit teeth in your sleep
Powder pile by your pillow
Dusting all your dreams

But it's not like I planned
The teeth don't make the man
And he locks where I sit
He sinks into my wrist

Better living with some new chops
Three square meals a day
He can't hold down this new job
He blows his bonus pay

'Cause it's not like I planned
The teeth don't make the man
And he locks where I sit
He sinks into my wrist