I live inside a snail's shell

And one day I'll grow together with it

I'll never be conficting with my home

No "should I stay or should I go"

My house is my companion

Someday I'll not be separated from it

I'm gonna furnish it with my defects

They'll be repaired by a "do-it-yourself-effect"

I live upon a hillside

Underneath an aerial passenger line

And when I need some farsightedness

My house turns into a gondola

I live inside a snail's shell

And when you walk by

When you walk by to meet me

I'll hide in the chimney

So please keep your voice still and drop your eyes

Pretend not to see me, like I was disguised

I'll put a warning at my front door

"This is collapsing, don't come closer"