Dead Cats, Dead Rats

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Dead cats, dead rats
Can't see what they were at, all right
Dead cat in a top hat, wow
Sucking on the young man's blood
Wishing he could come, yeah
Sucking on the soldier's brain
Wishing it would be the same

Dead cat, dead rat
Can't you see what they were at?
Fat cat in a top hat
Thinks he's an aristocrat
Thinks he can kill and slaughter
Thinks he can shoot my daughter

Yeah right! Oh yeah!
Oh right! Yeeah!

Dead cats, dead rats
Think they're an aristocrat
Crap, now that's crap!

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