I'd rather be amongst the clouds, elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky
Liquid gurgling coos
My neck is bobbling like a bobble head from a high-rise city view apartment
Rainbow oil puddle
Greasy sheen
Never been wild, never been that tame
Internal compass paves the way
I'd rather be amongst the clouds, elevated, elevated in the sky
Don't care too much, yeah, for the ground
Elevated rats in the sky

I'm so goddamn filthy
Am I a pet or is this man trying to kill me?
Take my little hood off and set me free, so I can join the other feathered rats at the bar
There's the garbage man with a scar on his heart
Primordial reasons got me thinking that we're not so far apart
Not so far
Filth rats in the sky
Not so far apart

Sky borne rats don't lie
I'm making a detour by the pub to eat a little lunch and take a load off
The garbage man knows we're a symbiotic duo
Look out for that cat named Bruno

Bread crusts are my banquet
Puddles are my wine
I revel in the present
Each moment, a lifetime
I need only flap my wings and I'm where I want to be
This cruel city that I love
My crumb kingdom
And doesn't Planet Earth look good from this perch
Rats in the sky
Eat, fly, survive

Their mind is miles from their bodies
Forgot the joy of simply being
They miss the magic of the mundane
The way raindrops race down windowpanes
Always hurrying, never arriving
Nothing truly dangerous, nothing surprising
Liberated by wings, unburdened by worry
Forgot the destination but enjoyed the journey

Joke's on you, you stupid men
I just went to the costume shop, and bought myself some wings
I'm a rat