Rat Catcher
Eeeeeeee
I smell a fucking rat
Put out the traps
These god damned vermin
Always eating through my
Fucking drywall
Tom Kill Jerry
I can't express my hatred
For these putrid
Furry assholes
They gnaw the wires
Of my cable
Now I can't watch Xfiles
I try to stomp them
With my boots
But they quickly leave the room
The time has come
The piper calls
Loading shells into my gun
I uh, don't quite know how to say this
But uh, I'm gonna give you the ass beating
Of a life time
Blasting holes into the ceiling
Must have missed them
They're still squeaking
Loaded fifty isn't working
Gas and matches are a sure thing
They're taunting
My smartness
I'll show them
With quickness
Douse walls with
Pure gasoline
You'll burn for
Killing my TV
Throw the match into the room
Oh how the fire grew
Oh no it's getting out of hand
That's when I noticed gasoline is on my fucking pants
Oh fuck now I'm burning alive
This wasn't meant for me
I just want these rats to die
Rolling round about the ground
To put this fire out
I heard the sound
Of a thousand little feet surround
Ripping tearing
At my flesh
Tiny terrors
Burrow to my chest
I can feel their squirming
In my guts
I am swarmed beneath
A hoard of rodents
Should have never took this matter
To my hands
Only hope is
My TiVo Saved Xfiles
WALRUS LOVE NOISES
I smell a fucking rat
Put out the traps
These god damned vermin
Always eating through my
Fucking drywall
Tom Kill Jerry
I can't express my hatred
For these putrid
Furry assholes
They gnaw the wires
Of my cable
Now I can't watch Xfiles
I try to stomp them
With my boots
But they quickly leave the room
The time has come
The piper calls
Loading shells into my gun
I uh, don't quite know how to say this
But uh, I'm gonna give you the ass beating
Of a life time
Blasting holes into the ceiling
Must have missed them
They're still squeaking
Loaded fifty isn't working
Gas and matches are a sure thing
They're taunting
My smartness
I'll show them
With quickness
Douse walls with
Pure gasoline
You'll burn for
Killing my TV
Throw the match into the room
Oh how the fire grew
Oh no it's getting out of hand
That's when I noticed gasoline is on my fucking pants
Oh fuck now I'm burning alive
This wasn't meant for me
I just want these rats to die
Rolling round about the ground
To put this fire out
I heard the sound
Of a thousand little feet surround
Ripping tearing
At my flesh
Tiny terrors
Burrow to my chest
I can feel their squirming
In my guts
I am swarmed beneath
A hoard of rodents
Should have never took this matter
To my hands
Only hope is
My TiVo Saved Xfiles
WALRUS LOVE NOISES
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Verbos
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