Seashells

Well, Scotty, I gotta say, my friend

You really surprised me, scared ol' Futch half-dead

The poor pension-seeking bastard, laughed off my head

You've got something special, wanna join me instead?

This is how it works, I front you the shit

You hustle all the kids, you fully commit

Keep 'em coming back, service A1

I don't play around, that's how I like shit done

You don't wanna be a skid, I'll spell out that life

Denny's double shift, once a month you fuck your wife

That you don't even like, 'cause if you leave, she won't survive

Stuck in Hell, she got a thing with the knives

But me? It's a life of luxury

How does Amsterdam sound? A Lamborghini?

Oysters on the half shell, a pretty little bombshell

Damn, boy, how good does she smell?

You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid

You were never gonna be anythin'

You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid

Fuck those little shits and join me instead

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

I thought about it, he was a kid with a vision

And Corey was a good guy, and seemed to fuck with him

But then I saw my true blues, Craig and Billy

A momentary lapse, I was thinkin' silly

"Thanks for the offer, it's not for me

See those kids over there? They're my family

They might not look like much, even chopped liver

But just like Denny's, when you need 'em, they deliver"

There was a big pause, he pulled out his claws

He didn't look happy, De La Hoya in his jaw

He was kinda scary, antics unordinary

Seemed he had a lot of demons deep down buried

"Tell your fuckin' friend to pay me!"

"No skid is gonna fuckin' play me!"

"And damn, your girl's fuckin' crazy"

"She can go all night, don't blame me"

You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid

You were never gonna be anything

You're a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid

Fuck those little shits and join me instead

Hell yeah

Fuck those little shits and join me instead

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah (fuck those little shits and join me instead)