Rats, rats, rats
You wake up one by one
To creep your while
Make your greedy claim
Crawling up to elected power
A picture perfect; Six feet high
Lying in then campaign new
And your rat face in the man to choose

In a fade to a sewer
With some negotiation
Got a fear that the word
Is down 'bout who you bought
Who you sold; And lie
Blood money cash down to bribe
The stink can't ever rise

Rats; Politicians
Rats; Spin illusions
Rats; Running rats in the news at nine
Rats; Politicians
Rats; Affectations
Rats; Crawling through to eat,
To feed on your eyes

Mr. president, the idea is the total manipulation of media,
The absolute power over all communication.
And to give the disoriented mas of faceless people what they really want,
in their anxiety and fear of the future:
The genetic cloning of the presidentet,
On after the other.
Are you crazy? You can't do that!
We have an agreement.
The contract is, you are in charge,
But we decide. The time is come.
Ok, I think you are right...
You must save the system!
I will do it:

Rats running; Stink risin'; Blood suckin';
In greedy bitin'; Rats runnin', the
Plague is lyin'; On you

One by one they come to roam
A rat that move back to hide
A world that falls inside their hole
They are rats

You got the face of rats
The killin' eyes of you,
The greedy tooth
The same shady way
Conservative in your gray
Just waiting up for the payday
You'll never change what you do
Run like rats

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