Good Rats
Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?
Sure they crawl around and scurry,yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good timejust like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
It started with a little lad named vermin
McCannwho fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a manhe rounded up his furry boys,though some wore a frownthey quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.[Chorus:]
One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good ratswe'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam'cause in these vats you've made quite a creationa potion that turned the
Guinness to gold!
Like mice behind a piper,rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old
Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,they saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
The rats were in a tizzyaddicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddythey were never going homelike a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,they sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
Good RatsLRC歌词
Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun?
Sure they crawl around and scurry,yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good timejust like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
It started with a little lad named vermin
McCannwho fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a manhe rounded up his furry boys,though some wore a frownthey quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.[Chorus:]
One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good ratswe'll send you to heaven you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam'cause in these vats you've made quite a creationa potion that turned the
Guinness to gold!
Like mice behind a piper,rats from all around soon headed for this factory in old
Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they come,they saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
The rats were in a tizzyaddicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddythey were never going homelike a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they drank,they sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
