Bruce Hornsby - The Black Rats Of London lyrics

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Bruce Hornsby - The Black Rats Of London lyrics

In our beautiful pursuit of manifest destiny We give ourselves great credit, we thank the Good Lord so earnestly But something's been omitted by the writers of history Now stand up all unsung heroes who made this world for you and me Night crawlers cleared the forests of seedlings, nuts and leaves And everything everywhere dried up and the natives got the dry heaves Mosquitoes brought malaria and bees brought their hives And the Indians got less scarier with yellow skin and eyes Hoorah, hooray, the black rats of London They crossed the sea for you and me Let's raise a gla** so thankfully Hail, hail, hooray, the black rats of London Made the long treacherous pa**age to Spread their natural juices, a gift to you, a gift to you Parasites decimated the red army of Cornwallis and his flock Standing weakly on Yorktown battlefield with measles and small pox Horses, hogs, chickens and dogs and John Rolfe's prized worms Divine intervention, bacterial strains from imported English dirt Hoorah, hooray, the black rats of London They crossed the sea for you and me Let's raise a gla** so thankfully Hail, hail, hooray, the black rats of London Made the long treacherous pa**age to Spread their natural juices, a gift to you Natural juices, yes a gift to you Hoorah, hooray, hoorah, hooray Hail, hail, hooray, hoorah, hooray, ray, ray, ray Hoorah, hooray, the black rats of London They crossed the sea for you and me Let's raise a gla** so thankfully Hail, hail, hooray, the black rats of London They made the long treacherous pa**age to Spread their natural juices, a gift to you The black rats of London They crossed the sea for you and me Let's raise a gla** so thankfully Hail, hooray, the black rats of London Made the long treacherous pa**age to Spread their natural juices, a gift to you, yes a gift to you Pat yourself on the back, you did a great job And the black rats of London made such a glorious, vicious mob Sorry Rene it's just not true, paramecium's have feelings too Where were the black rats when we needed them the most? There were slave owners to infect And the Joe Mengeles of the American West