Lyrics The Rats of Illusion - Wayne Kramer

The Rats of Illusion

Rats of illusion
Close-ups in slow-mo
Hawkin fear and mayhem
Like the whole town’s gonna blow.
If it bleeds it leads
Rumor and confusion
Messengers of misery
These rats of illusion.
Fangs in your neck
Violate you in your palace
The rats of illusion
Are masters of malice
Breed 'em in the west
Strong back in the east
They’d kill for higher ratings
Got that perfect hair
Got that perfect smile
Got those perfect teeth
Rats of illusion
Boys in the back room
Poets of tabloid murder
Live with film at noon
Daytime confession talk shows
Nightly true crime-a-rama.
Live from the house of corrections
It’s network slime-o-rama.
Rats of illusion
With electric precision
Hunt in packs
Make deadline decisions.
On the scent of blood
Fueled by naked conceit
Come straight from central casting
Got that perfect hair
Got that perfect smile
Got those perfect teeth
Rats of illusion
Rats of illusion
Rats of illusion
Rats