מילים לשיר Rats And Rats And Rats For Candy – Blood Brothers

Mr. Howell: The dinner was fine until she opened her mouth.
Behind her teeth 15 rats started screaming and sobbing.
Oh, Candy! Yeah! Oh, Candy! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
When we were kissing in the car Candy girl! Yeah! Candy girl! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
those rodents smoked cigars in her throat,(Yeah) blowing smoke.
there's shutters on her eyes, there's a door on her thigh.)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Oh Candy! Yeah! Candy Girl! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
(You turn on the lights and look a bit closer. Candy: These rats are not living inside my hotel face.
They're just sick and they need a bed lined with fine lace. Mr. Howell: You know that pity's got an ugly price tag. Rats: Our fur feels like it's on fire.
There's thorns growing on our bones.
Our hunger is xOh, mother, we love you so!
(Candy invites you upstairs, you say it's getting awfully late,
Her clothes fall off and she presses into you.
but she yanks your hand through the door.
But those rats have chewed a hole straight through
her navel yeah.and nipple.yeah yeah yeah.) Mr. Howell: Oh, Candy. Yeah. I've got to go. Yeah Yeah Yeah.
Candy: Oh, won't you stay the night with me Mr. Howell!
These rats are not living inside my hotel face. Mr. Howell: You know that pity's got an ugly price tag. (x2)
They're just sick and need a bed lined with fine lace. Rats: Our muscles have turned to cement.
Our veins are flowing barbed wire.
We're coughing up needles and nails.
Oh, mother, we are so frail! but wait!
We twist tears into shit eaten grins.
We've got a trick for him. (When you wake up in the morning, (Oh Ooh)you find yourself alone in
Candy's bed.(Ooh) And everything is gone: paintings, jewels, songs.
Candy's blowing in the breeze,(Oh Ooh) those rats devoured her up in her sleep.
(Ooh) Her skin's tied to the bed post like a flag on a ship of ghosts.
You read the letter on the dresser,(Oh Ooh) the sick brown sun rubbing in your soul). Reading letter: Oh, mother, you should have known.
You should have seen through our fake broken bones.
Our tears that we razor
I saw those rats on a bicycle.
Mr. Howell: Three weeks later from that day,
They crept by me and started balling,
their eyes turned to icicles.
Crying, "We need a vacancy!".