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Rat Rider Lyrics
Those chariots, racing your run,
autographing flooded slums.
Those chariots, they never sleep,
chased you down a lilac's lung.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider!
Rat tails just sprout from your scalp.
Those chariots, they're closing in,
made your wife from diesel fumes.
Those chariots with megaphones
threw a bachelor party for you.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider!
Soaked fur just dyes our dirty talk.
Every fang is polished gag-colored
green like a sun so sick it shines
when it sinks.
Your mother's tethered to the tv set.
Your father's doing push-ups in the
driveway again.
We want a coupon for a discount
dream.
Want a forest just like a museum
where the leaves are priceless
antiques, memorabilia from a
century kidnapped by grief.
Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider!
Those chariots stamp their ID on
disappointment's sobbing chords.
Those chariots trampled new filth
on fantasies you can't afford.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider!
Cold claws just ransacked your pockets.
autographing flooded slums.
Those chariots, they never sleep,
chased you down a lilac's lung.
Those chariots, they're closing in,
made your wife from diesel fumes.
Those chariots with megaphones
threw a bachelor party for you.
Every fang is polished gag-colored
green like a sun so sick it shines
when it sinks.
Your father's doing push-ups in the
driveway again.
dream.
Want a forest just like a museum
where the leaves are priceless
antiques, memorabilia from a
century kidnapped by grief.
disappointment's sobbing chords.
Those chariots trampled new filth
on fantasies you can't afford.
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These lyrics are just nuts. The song is so energetic, and Jordan Blilie's vocal skills really shine in this track.
Those chariots, racing your run, autographing flooded slums. Those chariots, they never sleep, chased you down a lilac's lung.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!) Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!)
Rat tails just, just, just, just sprout from your scalp.
Those chariots, they're closing in, made your wife from diesel fumes. Those chariots with megaphones threw a bachelor party for you.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!) Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!)
Soaked fur just, just, just, just dyes our dirty talk. Every fang is polished gag-colored green so, so sick it shines when it sinks.
Your mother's tethered to the tv set. Your father's doing push-ups in the driveway again.
We want a coupon for a discount dream. We want a forest just like a museum Wherever pine trees are priceless antiques, memorabilia from a century kidnapped by grief.
Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat tails just, just, just, just sprout from your scalp.
Those chariots stamp their ID on disappointment's sobbing chords. Those chariots trampled new filth on fantasies you can't afford.
Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!) Rat Rider! Rat Rider! (Yeah!)
Cold claws just, just, just, just ransacked your pockets.
Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider! Rat Rider! C'mon, Rat Rider!
C'mon Rat Rider! C'mon Rat Rider!
this is by far one of my favorite blood brothers songs of all time. the whole era and mental environment this song builds at first listen creates a huge complex vision in my head that i cant even describe. the awesome-ness is overwhelming and oh my god.
now on to my interpretation. i think the 'chariots' are maybe drugs of some sort? they race your run, maybe its speed, they kinda go for you, live your life, control it. they autograph everythign for the kids and you dont even know whats going on because youre fucked up on drugs? and they deal with your wife and everything. and the rat rider is shit i dotn fucking know. i just htink its about something that controls your life, or controls what you want and imagination. idk. there. run with it. any otehr ideas? i suck.
i should have asked johnny when i met him.
i had that bastard sign my ipod yes i did. =P
this is my fave song off the new album.
mine too
memorabilia from a century kidnapped by grief.
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