Rat Rider Songtext

Rat Rider! Rat Rider!



Rat tails just sprout from your scalp.

Those chariots, they're closing in,

made your wife from diesel fumes.

Those chariots with megaphones

threw a bachelor party for you.



Rat Rider! Rat Rider!


Soaked fur just dyes our dirty talk.

Every fang is polished gag-colored

green like a sun so sick it shines

when it sinks.



Your mother's tethered to the tv set.

Your father's doing push-ups in the

driveway again.



We want a coupon for a discount

dream.

Want a forest just like a museum

where the leaves are priceless

antiques, memorabilia from a

century kidnapped by grief.



Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider!



Those chariots stamp their ID on

disappointment's sobbing chords.

Those chariots trampled new filth

on fantasies you can't afford.



Rat Rider! Rat Rider!



Cold claws just ransacked your pockets.