Shells from a Smoking Snail

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Shells from a smoking snail Drowning with salt in the driveway My closest friend has no conscience I can still see it's burning body Seared into my memory [Verse 2] Bombs in the backyard We learned fast how to take charge Like a bull served on fine china Like the gun your father bought us Like a neighborhood that watches Every step you take
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Credits
- Writers
- John Lutkevich