Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for run?
Sure they crawl around and scurry, yeah they're always on the run
but a rat sure likes a good time just like you and me
I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
It started with a little lad named vermin McCann
who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man
he rounded up his furry boys, though some wore a frown
they quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.
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One, two, one-two-three-four!
Come on all you good rats we'll send you to heaven
you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam
'cause in these vats you've made quite a creation
a potion that turned the Guinness to gold!
Like mice behind a piper, rats from all around
soon headed for this factory in old Dublin Town.
They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew
they come, they saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
The rats were in a tizzy addicted to the bone
the hairy lugs wer giddy they were never going home
like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank
they drank, they sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
Good Rats lyrics