Pembroke-Rechardt
Life can be sometimes really swell
If you look at it from a shell
If I was nut in a tree
With somebody looking out of me
At the world outside
Cold, damp and wet
Our desire would be
To feel warm and safe.
Me I am just a case of nuts
Being present in everyone's mind
Can be, paradoxically, dice
And if you want you can treat me nice
Treat me dice and twice
I will remember
All those days I was
In a nutshell.
Shell that kept me apart from Hell
And Heaven's angels they treat me well
Wishing they too could share my shell
But they can't so what the hell.
"To be a nut or not to be a nut..." (ad lib vocals in Germoan).
Me, my shell and our tree will grow
To the heights of the Himalow
Now that certain light fills my life, you know
I will never give away my
Shell that keeps me apart from Hell
My shell that keeps me apart from Hell