Tomorrow Turns to Blood - King Parrot

Like a rat — squirming through the sewers

Sliding through the cracks

Rat on a crack — well off track

Always in attack

Can’t hide the teeth, can’t hide the eyes

Can’t hide the tail or wear a disguise

Like a brat — your spoilt rotten

Out conniving on the smack

Dirty deeds are not forgotten

Smoke screens are in effect

The recurring pattern

Like deja vous

This living breathing nightmare

It’s haunting you

Can’t hide the smell — of your distinguished ass

'Cos you’re a rat and everybody knows it

Rat!

— Fucking!

Rat!

— Shit heel!

Rat!

— Rat!

— Behind your back