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Shelley

Track 02 - 3:23

4.8 MEG



Can I have a
cigarette?

Hey, le'me have another beer!
Hey, le'me have a hit of weedski!
(to fill me up with fear)...

Something's wrong
with my friend, Shelley.
I think Shell
could use a lift.
Don't sit home
and watch the telly,
like you never
had the gift.
You must remember
the fire in your belly,
if you wanna survive
such a cold situation.
Come out of hibernation,

Shelley! (Shelley!)
"I've run low on
toast and Jelly."

(Sweet love)
"Ah, but there's always sticks & stones."
(Sweet love)
"I shall go where it's dark and smelly."
(Sweet love)
"No more tea for me."

Well, something's wrong!
"Because, I'd rather drown,
in the mud-brown river."
Hey, well I'm no stranger
to the shitty and the hellish.
If you want, I can describe
your whole situation.
You can overcome
this complication,

Shelley!
Shelley!

Something's wrong
with my friend, Shelley.
I think Shell
spends too much time,
hangin' out with
Machiavelli.
I blame, Machi's
nursury rhymes.
Well, something's wrong....
"I'd rather drown,
in the mud-brown river."