Rats

I'm starting to notice all of these tails on people I know And they weren't there over an hour ago My ears are ringing with the sound of squeaking And I swear I may be the very last man on earth I smell a rat I smell a slew of them Skittering around the ceiling and the ground And its not myself So it must be everybody else I smell a rat Board the doors, I'm staying in tonight Won't give in, give up, without a fight Pick up an axe Its time to fight for my life I've got no one to come home to