Lyric Rats

They don t eat don t sleep
They don t feed they don t seethe
Bare their gums when they moan and squeak
Lick the dirt off a larger one s feet
They don t push don t crowd
Congregate until they re much too loud
Fuck to procreate till they are dead
Drink the blood of their so called best friend

They don t scurry when something bigger comes their way
Don t pack themselves together and run as one
Don t shit where they re not supposed to
Don t take what s not theirs, they don t compare

They don t scam, don t fight
Don t oppress an equals given rights
Starve the poor so they can be well fed
Line their holes with the dead ones bread

They don t scurry when something bigger comes their way
Don t pack themselves together and run as one
Don t shit where they re not supposed to
Don t take what s not theirs, they don t compare...

Rats...They don t compare
Ben, the two of us need look no more