Album: Rats & Rumours
Thunder racing down the street
freight train running at rocket speed
I got fleas in my fur and my room is a mess of rats
they´ll be leaving the ship and after the storm they come back
I got rats and rumours, rats and rumours,
rats and rumours on the way
Whiskey throttle I run out of road
pulls my arms like a bull on a rope
got used to people talking behind my back
they´re flies and roaches cracking under my step
I got rats and rumours, rats and rumours,
rats and rumours on the way
there are rats and rumours, rats and rumours,
rats and rumours on the way
Kick it!
Suck me out and have my soul for dinner
the road gets narrow and the rubber gets thinner
try shaking´em off but they won´t let me be
Ain´t asking for trouble, trouble is asking for me
I got rats and rumours, rats and rumours,
rats and rumours on the way
cause there are rats and rumours, rats and rumours,
rats and rumours on the way
Rats and rumours crossing my way, rats and rumours crossing my way, rats and rumours crossing my way, Kick it!
Rats and rumours crossing my way, rats and rumours crossing my way, Mamama, rats and rumours crossing my way, Uh!
Rats and rumours crossing my way, crossing my way, rats and rumours crossing my way, rats and rumours crossing my way
(Dank an Hans für den Text)