At The Back Of The Shell - The Kills

Written by：kills

Kiss all your fingers what's that for

You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all tore

Cut through your finger

And cut you loose

Lost a lot a blood

Lost a lot a cool cool cool

Now it ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill

Now it ain't such a thrill

It get's a little dirty like the guts of a hack

And you'll never get it back

You'll never get the d**n thing back

Looked a picture it took up half a roll

The way you went and took off

Half your clothes and now

It ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill

It started at the back of the shell

And it ain't such a thrill

Running to catch up the last city bus

Wearing out your yellow

Hula dress

Lipstick a mess

Your ch cherry best

Kissing on the window

Just to check on the red you know

It ain't such a thrill

Now it ain't such a thrill

It started at the back of the shell

Now it ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill

It ain't such a thrill