I'm Coming Out of My Shell

I was always timid

I guess it was because I may have been ashamed of who I am or what I was

I thought, "I'm just a snail, a lot of shell, a little goo"

But all of that has changed, does now, the following is true

I got something I do, something I'm proud of

Because I do it pretty well

Bing-bang-boom, give me some room

I'm coming out of my shell

Get out the word, find me a witness

Blow on a trumpet, ring a bell

Holy smokes, look at me, folks

I'm comin' out of my shell

There were slugs who doubted me

I guess that made be nervous

I never even dared to dream of life in civil service

They said I wasn't fast enough, they said, "Hey, you're too gooey"

But then I turned around and told them, "Phooey"

That's all hooey

I was nothing but goo under the surface

Then everything began to gel

Holy cow, look at me now

I'm comin' out of my-, yes, I deliver

I'm comin' out of my-, I'm going postal

I'm comin' out of my shell