Текст Bill Callahan – My Shell (Electric Version)

When you crawl into my shell
Laughed at my jokes
They served you well
When you crawl out of my shell

Well should I take her back into my shell
When I think of what you did my shell ache
Stinking buzzard-hands
Oh, I left her for dead

Stole my jokes
They serves you well

You can’t comeback into my shell
I don’t want you back to my shell