I listen to Shell
Talk about the
Sandman
On the roof of a car
Looking at the
Badlands
And that cigar bar
It really appreciated us
The show is done
Let the Sandman come
And sing us to sleep
Sing us to sleep
The radio plays
A song that I don't know
I listen to Shell
Another drink
Goes down slow
And the hardest pit
Is the stomach of the lover
And the fool
So we sit and watch the sky turn
A hundred shades of blue
Shades of blue
Shell tells me
It's gonna rain down soon
Encircle us
In the rarest
Desert monsoon
And the hardest pit
Is the stomach of this lover
Oh this fool
So we sit and watch the sky turn
A hundred shades of blue