Good Rats - Live

Lyrics for Good Rats - Live

Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for fun? Sure they crawl around and scurry, yeah they're always on the run But a rat sure likes a good time, just like you and me Ill prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery It started with a little lad named Vermin McCann Who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man He rounded up his furry boys, though some wore a frown They quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down One, Two, One-Two-Three-Four! Come on all you Good Rats, we'll send you to heaven You'll find the Pearly Gates in the froth and the foam Cause in these vats you've made quite a creation A potion that turned the Guinness to gold! Like mice behind a piper, rats from all around Soon headed for this factory in old Dublin town They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew They came, they saw, they had a taste, and knocked back a few The rats were in a tizzy, addicted to the bone The hairy lugs were giddy, they were never goin home Like a bunch of drunken pirates, prepared to walk the plank They drank they sang they took a plunge, and in the beer they sank!