The rats, they will beat a path to your door
And the rats will beat a path to your door
Please tell me what the ratties say
Lay me down upon a bed of roses
They say to build a better man trap
Build a better man trap
[Incomprehensible] build a better man trap
Rats over the dishes
And the doorway is a cutaway of flesh and bone
Rats, rats, rats, beat a path to my door
Please tell me what the ratties say
And to think that this was once my home
Build a better man trap
But now some sick bastard's pleasure dome
Please tell me what the ratties say
Lay me down upon a bed of roses
To expose the human weakness
Rats over the dishes
And the doorway is a cutaway of flesh and bone
Rats over the dishes, rats over the dishes
And God is certainly the genius
Build a better man trap
And the rats will beat a path to your door
And the rats will beat a path to your door
