Текст песни Seashells - Rare Americans

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)