Rats In The Sky
I'd rather be amongst the clouds
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky
Liquid gurgling coos (coo)
My neck is bobbing like a bobble head
From a high-rise city view apartment
Rainbow oil pile, greasy sheen
Never been wild, never been that tame
Internal compass paves the way
I'd rather be amongst the clouds
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky
I'm so goddamn filthy (filthy)
Am I a pet or is this man tryin' to kill me? (Kill me)
Take my little hood off and set me free (ba-da-da)
So I can join the other feathered rats at the bar (ba-da-da)
There's the garbage man with a scar on his heart (ba-da-da)
Primordial reasons got me thinking that we're not so far apart
Not so far
Filth rats in the sky
Not so far apart (ah)
Skyborne rats don't lie
I'm making a detour by the pub
To eat a little lunch and take a load off
The garbage man knows we're a symbiotic duo
Look out for the cat named Bruno
Bread crusts are my banquet, puddles are my wine
I revel in the present, each moment, a lifetime
I need only flap my wings and I'm where I want to be
This cruel city that I love, my crumb kingdom
Doesn't Planet Earth look good from this perch?
Rats in the sky eat, fly, survive (whoo!)
Their mind is miles from their bodies
Forgot the joy of simply being
They miss the magic of the mundane
The way raindrops race down windowpanes
Always hurrying, never arriving
Nothing truly dangerous, nothing surprising
Liberated by wings, unburdened by worry
Forgot the destination but enjoyed the journey (whoo!)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
Joke's on you (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
You stupid men (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
I just went to the costume shop (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
And bought myself some wings (scooby-doo-wop, doo-)
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky
Liquid gurgling coos (coo)
My neck is bobbing like a bobble head
From a high-rise city view apartment
Rainbow oil pile, greasy sheen
Never been wild, never been that tame
Internal compass paves the way
I'd rather be amongst the clouds
Elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky
I'm so goddamn filthy (filthy)
Am I a pet or is this man tryin' to kill me? (Kill me)
Take my little hood off and set me free (ba-da-da)
So I can join the other feathered rats at the bar (ba-da-da)
There's the garbage man with a scar on his heart (ba-da-da)
Primordial reasons got me thinking that we're not so far apart
Not so far
Filth rats in the sky
Not so far apart (ah)
Skyborne rats don't lie
I'm making a detour by the pub
To eat a little lunch and take a load off
The garbage man knows we're a symbiotic duo
Look out for the cat named Bruno
Bread crusts are my banquet, puddles are my wine
I revel in the present, each moment, a lifetime
I need only flap my wings and I'm where I want to be
This cruel city that I love, my crumb kingdom
Doesn't Planet Earth look good from this perch?
Rats in the sky eat, fly, survive (whoo!)
Their mind is miles from their bodies
Forgot the joy of simply being
They miss the magic of the mundane
The way raindrops race down windowpanes
Always hurrying, never arriving
Nothing truly dangerous, nothing surprising
Liberated by wings, unburdened by worry
Forgot the destination but enjoyed the journey (whoo!)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
(Scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
Joke's on you (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
You stupid men (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
I just went to the costume shop (scooby-doo-wop, doo-wop)
And bought myself some wings (scooby-doo-wop, doo-)
Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Mackenzie, Nicholas Craig, Ambrose Kenny Smith, Joseph Walker, Michael Cavanagh, Lucas Harwood
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