Syd Barrett - Rats Lyrics
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Rats
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What Are The Lyrics For Rats By Syd Barrett?
Got it hit down
Spot knock inside a spider Says: "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Says: "That's love, all know it TV, teeth, feet, peace, feel it "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "That's love yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Like the fall that brings me to I like the fall that brings me to I like the cord around sinew I make a cord around sinew Duck, the way to least is less Tea craving of the metal west 'ell tomorrow's rain and test 'ell tomorrow's rain and test Love an empty son and guess Love an empty son and guess Pimples dangerous and blessed Heaving, arriving, tinkling Mingling jets and statuettes Seething wet we meeting fleck Seething wet we meeting fleck Lines and winds and crib and half Each fair day I give you half Of each fair day I give you half I look into your eyes and you, Flathe in the sun for you Bam, spastic, tactile engine Heaving, crackle, slinky, dormy, roofy, wham I'll have them, fried bloke Broken jardy, cardy, smoocho, moocho, paki, pufftle Sploshette moxy, very smelly, Cable, gable, splintra, channel Top the seam he's taken off Rats, rats lay down flat We don't need you, we act like that And if you think you're un-loved Then we know about that Rats, rats, lay down flat! Yes, yes, yes, yes, lay down flat! |
Who Wrote Rats By Syd Barrett?
Syd Barrett
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What's The Duration Of The Rats By Syd Barrett?The duration of Rats is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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