Letra de Salt On A Slug - Black Flag

I poured salt on a large slug.
I watched how the slug writhed and squirmed.
It tried to escape me and my burning salt.
The slug made no sound.
But I'm sure if I were turned inside out and dipped in salt, I would scream.
I remember how the slug glistened and resperated...
Until I put the salt on it.
And how it tried to get away secreting a yellowish green mucus
In great quantities that bubbled slightly.
My fascination turned to revoltion as the slug writhed and tossed from side to side
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Secreting even more yellow green mucus to try and beat the salt.
It was a losing battle for the slug.
'Cause when it had succeeded in rubbing some of the salt off with great effort
I would simply turn the salt shaker on the slug again and start over.
Eventually I got bored and left the slug still writhing in vain
Trying to get free of the salt that eventually sucked the slug dry.
Later I imagined that my whole body was a tongue and I was dipped in salt...