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