Rats - Live

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 equal's given rights
 Starve the poor so they can be well fed
 Line their holes with the dead ones' bread, no no
 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 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, rats
 They don't compare
 Ben, the two of us need look no more
 Ben, the two of us need look no more
 Ben, the two of us need look no more
 Ben, the two of us need look no more
 Ben, the two of us need look no more
 Ben, the two of us need look no more