Welcome the Dancing Rats
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There’s a throng on Thirty-Ninth Street
Clamoring for a view
Squeezing hundreds in a small warehouse
For a band’s dress rehearsal with their touring crew
Gonna be mosh-pit mania
It’s been rumored a food fight will occur
The keg is rolling in right now
This night will be a blur
#PRE-CHORUS
The rebellious vibe is building up
The crowd stomps for the band to come
The guys are queued in the alley
Do a buzz roll on that big snare drum… and…
#CHORUS
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the Dancing Rats)
Chuck Taylors and leather clad
(Got the moves like acrobats)
Better than a boy band
(Cause these guys have ears and tails)
They go live for fans on weekly Cheddar Chats
Welcome the Dancing Rats
Welcome the Dancing Rats
#VERSE
Marty is lead vocals
The women say he’s fly
Colton is the drummer
He’s your rat-a-tat-tat, beat bustin’ guy
Andrew and Damon dance and sing
And sometimes play their rock guitars
Plus two humans on keyboards and bass
But we don’t mention them cause the rats are the stars
#PRE-CHORUS
Now as Colton’s laying down a beat
The others do handsprings across the stage
The audience blasts out of their seats
They’re ready to sing, know every line to say
#CHORUS
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the Dancing Rats)
Chuck Taylors and leather clad
(Got the moves like acrobats)
More rebellious than a punk band
(Cause these dudes exist on trash)
They give away chewed shoes on their Cheddar Chats
Welcome the Dancing Rats
Welcome the Dancing Rats
#BRIDGE
Everyone knows the local cops
Won’t dare shut this party down
But old Mrs. Thompson who lives upstairs
Has a son named Jimmy who’s lurking around
And Jimmy, it turns out, is a spy
An assassin with a stealth extermination crew
Not as powerful as the FBI
But he’s armed with traps, poison, and a BB gun, too
#INSTRUMENTAL
#VERSE
In a lucky break for our dancing pals
Damon once took a rat survival course
He sees the assassin sneak toward the stage
Damon clues in the crowd, they unleash their full force
The people pelt Jimmy with hot pretzels and cheese
They douse him with sodas, and put ice down his pants
And as Jimmy runs crying to his momma upstairs
The fans don’t miss a beat, continue to dance
#PRE-CHORUS
All through the night, the music pounds non-stop
Colton’s drums shake every wall
Everyone keeps partying, even the cops
Big freakin’ fun from rock stars so small
#VERSE
And in a twist of fate Mrs. Thompson comes down
Dragging her son, Jimmy, in by the ear
She makes the twelve-year-old child apologize to the rats
The crowd cheers for Jimmy, gives his mom a cold beer
#CHORUS
...and everybody sings...
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the dancing rats)
You’d never guess they’re college grads
(They dress down and eat table scraps)
Destined for fame and fortune
(But they want nothin’ to do with the bling)
Fighting for Rodent Rights on Cheddar Chats
Welcome the Dancing Rats
#CHORUS
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the Dancing Rats)
Chuck Taylors and leather clad
(Got the moves like acrobats)
They’re a blast on late night talk shows
(Cause they all fit in one chair)
They’ll be telling this whole story on the next Cheddar Chat
Welcome the Dancing Rats
#OUTRO
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the Dancing Rats)
Chuck Taylors and leather clad
(Got the moves like acrobats)
Please welcome the Dancing Rats
(Welcome the Dancing Rats)
Chuck Taylors and leather clad
(Got the moves like acrobats)
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