Rats in the Cellar Songtext
von Skid Row

Goin′ under - rats are in the cellar
Goin' under - skin is turnin′ yella
Nose is runny - losin' my connection
Losin' money - gettin′ no affection

New York City blues
East side, west side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you′re wearin', tearin′ me apart


Safe complainin' - ′cause everything's rotten
Go insanin′ - and ain't a thing forgotten
Feelin' cozy - rats are in the cellar
Cheeks′re rosy - skin′s turnin' yella
Lucy, Sally - lookin′ rather lazy
See my body - pushin' up a-daisies

New York City blues
East side, west side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you′re wearin', tearin′ me apart