The Rats Are Winning

Welcome to the morning
A new day like the last
Where the winners eat their children
And the losers get to fast

Welcome to the morning
Where the sun closes its eye
I woke up from the scratching
In the darkness of my mind

A few short miles away
Barely stirring in his cot
Another silverlake cowboy
Survives a long hard night of shots

Meanwhile the old kings haven’t slept
They know thе knives come to your bed
So thеy take speed and clutch their chests
On pillows stuffed with workers’ heads

You know i wanted to be good
And only sin when its worth sinning
But from the crawlspace to wallstreet
The rats are winning

The clubs in hollywood are filled
With your heroes and your villains
All high on the same pills
All sway to the same rhythm

In westlake the militia
Batters down a door
The family is screaming
The baby’s on the floor

Their neighbor called them in
And the landlord didn’t care
Half the country prays each day
That they were never there

And when the fires close in
And wander down the hills
Will we be dancing in the ashes
Or buried in the swill?

You know i wanted to be good
But the rats are good at living
From the west wing to the new spring
The rats are winning

Want want want a better future
Want want want a new beginning
Want want want to pay for junior
I fear my dear
The rats are winning

Want want want to reach a new height
Want want want why are you cringing?
Want want want well nothing’s free, right?
I fear my dear
The rats are winning

Want want want and what have YOU done?
Want want want my hair is thinning
Want want want they’re not my problem
I fear my dear
The rats are winning

Want want want a taste of riches
Want want want my chalice brimming
Want want want to leave the dishes
I fear my dear
The rats are winning