B. Dolan - Rats Get Fat lyrics

[Verse 1:] Once up in the days in the darker age In a big grey church on a large estate Lived the most vicious most wicked archbishop Bridge from the grain that the farmer gave Food scraped from the farmer's plate Leaving scraps for the cats in the alley way While half of the village was naked as stick He was king sh** God's own hypocrite And on the day of the feast the same thief were parading the streets And one time we were made to speak to thank the great priest For the wages a piece Many years that they grind their teeth Swallowed his tears and prayed at his feet Till a young man stepped up to preach The hands on his nuts and delivered this speech Holy one who live on high Among all men you are the most wise Into your world our brothers rise I feel we paid our tide Yet we suffer and yet we cry in hunger while you strive If you please can't tell us why Rat get fat while great men die [Chorus:] Rats get fat while great man die [x9] [Verse 2:] Then a hard rain came then the river grew high Flood bring the mud food rotten on the rhyme Desperate to people beg to cathedral And for the eyes of the man inside Who's bothered by the diamond on his hand Brutal cruel satan's fighting to expand Acquire land with the blood of devermen Hire men for production and workers Silence to the lamb who will suffer in service You Never smell a rat until they hunger for murder One till they hear aplocromation The archbishop will unlock the grain bin Ever poor men ran to the gate then Hoularing his praises to the savior Them when the all women inside then The born shut close then they started a fire The door shut close then they started the fire [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Food chain we can win the cast slave Things creeping in the shade of the evening Through the cracks squeaking came Rats and demons scratch at the rafters in the ceiling The bishop in the staple was sick of it from his eathle Though he saw a rodent in the terror of his fever For the briefest moment he thought he was dreaming Now the whole cathedral was under sea preachers A million is what they coming after Bustling around in the village was he wasn't after Running in the town with the last of the children Coffin call to him laughing Run for your life you yellow rat ba*tard Better run further better run faster We don't give a rats a** run backwards Let them feed let them eat what they have to This little story is so menacing They live on the fat but they favoring the meat We are some stones but they looking like some cheese Running through the tracks with some mental disease Is this story real it is as real as you and i Plus i'm too old i got no reason to lie Fo sleep little one because there comes a time When rats get fat and great man die [Chorus]