Peanut Shell ************ Sean Altman Arrangement: Rockapella Lead Vocal: Sean Altman I can see the clouds from above I am gazing down on some strain of love I could pop the tab and testify Why don't I.... I have cruised a historical avenue How man's just a bore and woman's a shrew But all of the bad times I've had with you Wouldn't do to fill up a peanut shell. Yeah, I rewound my brain and I played it back Ah, tripled the wheelie but stayed on the track And all the dirty rain from the clouds so black It's a fact couldn't fill up a peanut shell. Through the monocle of love the hard lines blur And the manacles of love, well they're lined with fur But the barnacles of love grow faster and faster You'd wipe it all away with the wipe of your hand. Yeah, quit this charade turning gold to tin My heart's a grenade, don't you pull the pin My love's fleshy fat and the bad blood's thin Pour it in, it won't fill up no peanut shell. Na na na na na naa na na na Na na na na na naa na na na Na na na na na naa na na na Na na na na na na naa na Through the monocle of love the straight lines curve And the manacles of love, they're his and hers But the miracle of love's will make you you slur your words Like a babe with some groove in the bottle. Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Come on down to the pavement, we'll roll and grind We'll scrape off the sin like a rotten rind And my arm's gonna heal you like calamine And you'll find it's too much for some peanut shell You're gonna find we don't need no peanut shell Yeah, you're mine and we don't need nothin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... yeah.