Rats

They live in the city They live in the street They live in my attic And they scream, and they scream, and they scream Rats Rats Rats I'm trapped in a prison of rodents And they're calling me through the walls I don't know just how long I've been trapped here All I can hear is the sound of their paws Rats Rats They live in your city They live on your street This is how the world ends Not with a bang, but with a squeak Rats Rats Rats