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8. Rat A Tat

By: FOB ft. Courtney Love

[Courtney Love:]

It's Courtney, bitch

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

[Courtney Love:]

No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate

No graphics and no fucking powerpoint presentation

So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs

She's his suicide blond, she's number than gold

[Patrick Stump:]

Are you ready for another bad poem?

One more off key anthem

Let your teeth sink in

Remember me as I was not as I am

And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"

I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my love is a weapon

There's no second guessing when I say

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my heart is a grenade

You pull the pin and say:

We're all fighting growing old

We're all fighting growing old

In the hopes

Of a few minutes more

To get, get on St. Peter's list

But you need to lower your standards

Cause it's never

Getting any better than this

[Courtney Love:]

We are professional ashes of roses

This kerosene's live

You settled your score

This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven

Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens

This is what we do, baby, we nightmare you

[Patrick Stump:]

I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards

And your heart beat in reverse

Our guts can't be reworked

As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert

Getting burned

But I'll take your heart served up two ways

I sing a bitter song

I'm the lonelier version of you

I just don't know where it went wrong

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my love is a weapon

There's no second guessing when I say

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my heart is a grenade

You pull the pin and say:

We're all fighting growing old

We're all fighting growing old

In the hopes

Of a few minutes more

To get, get on St. Peter's list

But you need to lower your standards

Cause it's never

Getting any better than this

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

It's never

Getting any better than this

[x4]

[Courtney Love:]

She's sick and she's wrong

She's young dirty blonde

And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb

He says "I've seen bigger"

She says "I've lit better"

And they throw the matches down into the glitter

Not a dry eye left in the house

Go boy, go boy, run for your life

Go boy, go boy, run for your life

Go boy, go boy, run for your life

[Patrick Stump:]

We're all fighting growing old

We're all fighting growing old

In the hopes

Of a few minutes more

To get, get on St. Peter's list

But you need to lower your standards

Cause it's never

Getting any better than this

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

It's never

Getting any better than this

[x4]

Are you ready for another bad poem?