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Dead Confederate lyrics : "The Rat"

Shoot from the back,
take good aim,
Make sure I'm dead

Bang Bang

'Cause I'm a rat

there's no mistake
Under the bed
where you sleep


Crush the skull
make me tame

Sweep it up
Hide it away


No morals shown
in no way explained
Stupid human

%#@! for brains

And draw tiny pictures

'round all the days
Bag and burn
Bang Bang


Throw your judgements
across the breeze

Bag and burn
Bang Bang


You live inside
your Jesus dream
Bag and burn

Bang Bang

Get some sleep

or lie in wait
Until the day
I run away


Forget the corpse
present the case

to bring me down
and lose your words


I'll follow you
into the grave
and at the gates

I see the passing say,

"The judge be judged,

and all the rich be saved."
I throw my curse
all across your days


And draw tiny pictures
'round all the days

Bag and burn
Bang Bang


Throw your judgements
across the breeze
Bag and burn

Bang Bang

You live inside

your Jesus dream
Bag and burn
Bang Bang


And draw tiny pictures
'round all the days


Throw your judgements
across the breeze


Watch them float off
to never be saved

You live inside

your Jesus dream

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