A rat in a hat on a mat
couldn't tell tit from tat
so it sat on the mat

A rat in a hat on a mat
couldn't tell tit from tat
so it sat on the mat
with hopes gone kersplat

A rat in a hat on a mat
couldn't tell tit from tat
so it sat on the mat
with hopes gone kersplat
of finishing in the proper format

I ran my hands over your backside

I ran my hands over your backside
To get my fill of thrills on your joyride

I ran my hands over your backside
To get my fill of thrills on your joyride
grinding and humping

I ran my hands over your backside
To get my fill of thrills on your joyride
grinding and humping
the rhythm was bumping

I ran my hands over your backside
To get my fill of thrills on your joyride
grinding and humping
the rhythm was bumping
I'm holding on tight to your slick hide.

For hours I sat at the station

For hours I sat at the station
With a ticket yet no motivation-

For hours I sat at the station
With a ticket yet no motivation-
The trains all roll by

For hours I sat at the station
With a ticket yet no motivation-
The trains all roll by
While I stare at the sky

For hours I sat at the station
With a ticket yet no motivation-
The trains all roll by
While I stare at the sky
And contemplate predestination.

Destiny, it is you I resist

Destiny, it is you I resist
Fate, you've got no right to insist