Songtext von Dead Cats, Dead Rats

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!