Lyrics Can of Worms - Smokey Bastard

Can of Worms

We were six, we were innocents
They kettled us in with Christ on a crucifix
Spoke of end of days, renouncing all our wicked ways
The price you pay to turn away
Still time to be saved
We were stars in a distant past
Recycled, reused and renewed as ourselves by chance
Exploded, ripped and torn, coagulated and reformed
Against the odds to be reborn at all
Stand tall
Keep your wits about you
We won’t promise eternity
But there’s nowhere that I’d want to be
If I’m not free to leave
Pete was right when he said:
«It's just not enough to keep the mind alive»