(Come Here)
Come here my snail and let me see
Have you been wishing again for more speed?
Have you ached and pained over getting there?
Have you pulled at your eye stalks as if they were hair?
Well, my snail, let me give you one little tip
So you don't get all into a tiff
Whether you arrive at eleven or seven or ten
You're still alive you're still my friend
(Come Here)