Blood Brothers

Those chariots, racing your run, autographing flooded slums
Those chariots, they never sleep, chased you down a lilac's lung
Rat rider!
Rat rider!
Rat tails just sprout from your scalp
Those chariots, they're closing in, made your wife from diesel fumes
Those chariots with megaphones threw a bachelor party for you
Rat rider!
Rat rider!
Soaked fur just dyes our dirty talk
Every fang is polished gag-colored green like a sun so sick it only shines when it sinks
Your mother's tethered to the TV set
Your father's doing push-ups in the driveway again
We want a coupon for a discount dream
We want a forest just like a museum where the leaves are priceless antiques
Memorabilia from a century kidnapped by grief
Rat rider!
C'mon, rat rider!
Those chariots stamp their ID on disappointment's sobbing chords
Those chariots trampled new filth on fantasies you can't afford
Rat rider!
Rat rider!
Cold claws just ransacked your pockets