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!
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!