| All these rats are swimmin' for the land
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| They ain’t goin' down with the captain
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| Same old rats that took a bite outa' me
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| Darling way back when the word was mutiny
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| Nothin' but a raft to carry me and my girl
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| They just wrote us off
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| Till we turned up blazing torches on their docks
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| One night we’re gonna' burn 'em down
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| And the same goes for those who underestimate
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| Said the love of my life was just another blind date
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| You know I hardly had a single word edgewise
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| Before the true believers started to drop like flies
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| But I don’t see 'em out parading arm in arm
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| I see 'em dodging cars in harm’s way
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| You think with so many words of wisdom they could fill up a library
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| But one night I’d have to burn it down
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| One night I’d have to burn it down
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| I can think of at least fourteen ways to disappear
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| No I don’t need to be told when it’s plain as day I’m in the minority here
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| But why must all the horrible people have all the cheer
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| Blue green grass is standing somewhere still
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| I know it is even if it’s over landfill
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| I got to think that there’s still a tiny patch
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| To raise some hens and watch those chickens hatch
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| Browsing through the almanac I watch the stars
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| That plummet now and then
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| And I’m waiting for a flamin' shoe to drop on us again
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| One night gonna burn it down
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| One night we’re gonna burn it down |