Lyrics:
Dead cats, dead ratsDid you see what they were atAllrightDead cats, dead ratsSuck it on a young man's bloodWishin' he could comeSuck it on a soldier's brainWishin' it would be the sameDead cats, dead ratsDid you see what they were atFat cat in a top of headThink he's an aristocatThinks he can kill the slaughterThinks he can shoot my daughterYeah rightYeah right