The Doors Dead Cats, Dead Rats Lyrics


Dead cats, dead rats
Did you see what they were at
Allright
Dead cats, dead rats
Suck it on a young man's blood
Wishin' he could come
Suck it on a soldier's brain
Wishin' it would be the same
Dead cats, dead rats
Did you see what they were at
Fat cat in a top of head
Think he's an aristocat
Thinks he can kill the slaughter
Thinks he can shoot my daughter
Yeah right
Yeah right


Written by: Jim (usa) Morrison, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D. Manzarek, Robert A Krieger
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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