The memory lingers on
When you were the same as us.
Three months old a child
Still you lived off love and fuss.

City baby
City baby
City baby attacked by rats.

Residing in a squalid place
It can't be too much fun.
Your brain is getting eaten away
By the rat living in your skull.

A mutant at the age of one
A human rodent cabbage.
It's hard to think a tiny thing
Can do that much damage.