Dead Rat

There was a dead rat beneath the windows of my building Of my building Of my building And the children would point sticks at it and poke And it went and got itself all frozen dead the night before While Mr. Jones and Ms. Gonzalez were out having a good smoke Having a good smoke Oh, Charlie with the walker was out thinking of Milwaukee As he downed another 30th century beer And so he hadn't noticed that the cold winds were the closest And so he hadn't noticed that the night was drawing near But what's one less in a world of so many When only mushroom clouds can leave ripples on our souls? What's one less? Either way we've got a mess And no one hears the calls anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore There was a dead rat beneath the windows of my building Of my building Of my building And the children would point sticks at it and poke And it went and got itself all frozen dead the night before While Mr. Jones and Ms. Gonzalez were out having a good smoke Having a good...