skin of our teeth

Lyrics

mould the hair back, reveal fine shaped forehead, and see it go scrabbling, scrabbling under the bed, here's to god-fearing, god-fearing good living, and we'll be hanging by the skin of our teeth again, spinning by the skin of our teeth again, and dangling by the skin of our teeth again, and hanging by the skin of our teeth again, and dangling by the skin of our teeth again, and hanging by the skin of our teeth again, spinning by the skin of our teeth again