Snails

Augustine, Victoria, Pictoria et moi
My life is changing, changing
Clandestine, pre philistine, euphoria
In me, the battle's raging, raging
Poor snail with big shell on back
Drags down to glitter cinder track
Only to find that the weight has perverted her mind

Pentagon, Victorian, historian et moi
The window's misty, misty
Hilarious, precarious, voltarious, it's me
My shell is heavy, heavy
Curtail this, please, with expediency
Aim for love and harmony
And you'll find that the weight of your shell
Has perverted your mind
Has perverted your mind
Perverted your mind
Has perverted your mind