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...