Rats in the Sky

I'd rather be amongst the clouds, elevated, elevated in the sky

Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground

Elevated rats in the sky

Liquid gurgling coos

My neck is bobbling like a bobble head from a high-rise city view apartment

Rainbow oil puddle

Greasy sheen

Never been wild, never been that tame

Internal compass paves the way

I'd rather be amongst the clouds, elevated, elevated in the sky

Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground

Elevated rats in the sky

I'm so goddamn filthy

Am I a pet or is this man trying to kill me?

Take my little hood off and set me free, so I can join the other feathered rats at the bar

There's the garbage man with a scar on his heart

Primordial reasons got me thinking that we're not so far apart

Not so far

Filth rats in the sky

Not so far apart

Sky borne rats don't lie

I'm making a detour by the pub to eat a little lunch and take a load off

The garbage man knows we're a symbiotic duo

Look out for that cat named Bruno

Bread crusts are my banquet

Puddles are my wine

I revel in the present

Each moment, a lifetime

I need only flap my wings and I'm where I want to be

This cruel city that I love

My crumb kingdom

And doesn't Planet Earth look good from this perch

Rats in the sky

Eat, fly, survive

Their mind is miles from their bodies

Forgot the joy of simply being

They miss the magic of the mundane

The way raindrops race down windowpanes

Always hurrying, never arriving

Nothing truly dangerous, nothing surprising

Liberated by wings, unburdened by worry

Forgot the destination but enjoyed the journey

Joke's on you, you stupid men

I just went to the costume shop, and bought myself some wings

I'm a rat