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Rats

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Rats over the dishes 
Rats over the dishes 
Please tell me what the ratties say 
Please tell me what the ratties say 
Rats over the dishes 

And God was certainly a genius 
To expose this human weakness 

Rats over the dishes 
Please tell me what the ratties say 

And the doorway is a cutaway of flesh and bone 
Lay me down upon a bed of roses 

And to think that this was once my home 
But now some sick bastard's pleasure dome 
They say to build a better man trap 
Will lead the rats to beat a path to your door 

Build a better man trap 
And the rats will beat a path to your door