Abalone Songtext
von PACKS

Fresh cut grass and a sunsplit lip
Quit lookin′ at me from the corner of your eye
Red-hot blood in a abalone shell
Well, well, I think I just fell, I think I

In a half-dead tree a week from now
You'll be asking how


As you ride the wave to the corner store
You′ll be asking for more

Drip, drip, drip from a rib cage sky
Feel like I'm living in the belly of a whale
Shrink and swell so I hold my head and yell
Well, well, I think I just fell, I think I

In a half dead tree a week from now
You'll be asking how

As you ride the wave to the corner store
You′ll be asking for more