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