Rats Live On nO eviL staR
Words and music by Ookla the Mok


You take your shoes off but your feet don't smell
You called this meeting but you wouldn't tell
Now I can see you're gonna give me hell
I am the cheese and you're the farmer in the dell
I don't know I don't know

I sit and listen while you take your turn
And then I try to tell you my concern
That's when I see your face begin to burn
I guess it's my fault 'cause I never ever learn
Here we go here we go

	Rats live on no evil star
	Everything I say you hear the other way
	It's 1917 and I'm the Czar
	A man a plan a canal Panama
	The way I speak a word is not the way I'm heard
	'Cause you're the US I'm the USSR

Now you're done and it's my turn to speak
My words come slowly and my voice is weak
Your body language tells me I'm a geek
You kick my ass and I just turn the other cheek
I don't know I don't know

You really got me up against the wall
I'm Humpty Dumpty and you're my great fall
If you're Pele, I'm a soccer ball
If you're an ax, I'm the Apostle Paul
Here we go here we go

	Rats live on no evil star
	It seems you're not at home outside of palindrome
	You're an eagle and I'm three over par
	A man a plan a canal Panama
	Looks like you've met your goal you're in complete control
	You're an entomologist and I'm in a jar

Now you're looking at me like you're bored
My mouth is writing checks I can't afford
If I'm a village, you're a Mongol hoard
If I was Kurgan you would be McCleod's sword
I don't know I don't know

I can't believe we even made it this far
I say, "Rats live on," you hear, "No evil star"
When it's all over you ask where we are
My lips say, "no" but my body says, "Auuugghhhhh!"
Here we go here we go

	Rats live on no evil star
	Everything I say you hear the other way
	'Cause you're Pete Townshend and I'm a guitar
	A man a plan a canal Panama
	The way I speak a word is not the way I'm heard
	'Cause I'm Br'er Rabbit and you're made of tar
	You're made of tar... tar... tar, tar, tar, tar, tar, tar, tar