Rats on the road

Get into trouble

Debt for Mr. Toad

To feed our energy, affinity

For boats and cars and trains and planes and carriages

Want it got to get to try to have it all

It’s a shame we can never feel full

Aaah and it feels like a lot

Still we wake in the morning

Hold that thought in a race from the gut to the mouth

Aaah and it feels like a lot

Still we wake in the morning

Hold that thought in a race from the gut to the mouth

Dress me up nice

Off to the city

Smile through my teeth so I feel pretty

Wandering round the streets

Am I lost cause?

Following the same ideals as before

Waking up anothеr day in paradise

Waking up another day in paradise

I don’t еven feel drained

I feel nice

Aaah and it feels like a lot

Still we wake in the morning

Hold that thought in a race from the gut to the mouth

Aaah and it feels like a lot

Still we wake in the morning

Hold that thought in a race from the gut to the mouth