The point of a landslide Disturbing and damaging You're speaking in tongues-tied You're not saying anything You light up a switchboard And choke on the frequency You're crackin the pavement You don't really mean to be, yeah Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth A blaze in the basement It rise up an artery To scramble the input To blend with the scenery The blur of a landscape The burst of a symphony Ya spit up a phrase that Results in a tradegy, yeah Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth You know That you just can't make that sound So you Gotta close it, close it down The heart of the problem Of screaming intensity The size of an eyeball The force of ferocity Ya break out in pin pricks Ya hide in a cavity You cough up a word but It's subject to gravity, yeah Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth Misfit mouth You know That you just can't make that sound So you Gotta close it, close it down --- .