[Verse 1] Pink-skinned titan where ocean meets sand, Half in a shell, ruling his land. Tentacles waving, eyes full of spite, He grumbles and growls with all of his might. [Verse 2] Fingers like claws grip the seabed below, Digging in deep wherever he’ll go. Half-buried, still watchful, silent and grim, Waitin’ to launch a liquid blitz. [Chorus] Shellmon! Crash of the tide! Hydro Pressure boiling with pride. One blast from his crown, and you’re thrown aside, No mercy shown, nowhere to hide! [Verse 3] From the Net Ocean deep, he crawls, Hits first, thinks never, guardin' his walls. Short fuse blazing in angry flood. Pummeled by tides, all hope is lost! [Prechorus] Not the brightest, but he knows one game: Protect the shell, defend his name! Shellmon! Roar of the shore! Water blasts scream, “Keep out!” and more! [Verse 4] Not wise, not kind, just muscle and shell, A fortress of fury none can quell. Smart? Not a chance. Strong? Like tidal wrath. Grows to the size of a coastal peak. [Chorus] Shellmon! Crash of the tide! Hydro Pressure boiling with pride. One blast from his crown, and you’re thrown aside, No mercy shown, nowhere to hide! [Bridge] Shellmon! King of the coast! Territory marked, no guest is hosted. High-pressure dreams in a splash so crude, Behold the rise of the mollusk brigade!
