Rats - Clutch

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 is certainly the genius

To expose the human weakness

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 to think that this was once my home

But now some sick bastard's pleasure dome

They say to build a better man trap

The rats, they will beat a path to your door

And the doorway is a cutaway of flesh and bone

And the doorway is a cutaway of flesh and bone

Lay me down upon a bed of roses

Lay me down upon a bed of roses

Rats, rats, rats, beat a path to my door

[Incomprehensible] build a better man trap

And the rats will beat a path to your door

Build a better man trap

And the rats will beat a path to your door

Build a better man trap

And the rats will beat a path to your door

Build a better man trap

And the rats will beat a path to your door