So Little To Say & So Much Time

by Rats! Rats! Rats!

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Our first E.P.

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released 01 May 2010
Recorded, mixed, mastered by Chris Harris at Hook Echo Sound in Norman, OK. April 2010.
Special thanks to Mindy Muthafuckin Jones for lending her voice and bringing us burritos.

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Track Name: Godspeed Goddammit
and if they have young blood we drink up
and if they like the noise we might let them live
but if one asks to be forgiven
then we collect your fucking heads
fuck you
Track Name: You Sound Like You're From London!!
gather 'round and hear the news
the plague is now self aware
it's dressing up in human clothes
but there's no need to be scared
we just want your money, all your savings, every penny
and your daughters, wives and mothers and everything in your liquor cabinet
we're so fuckin intoxicated
we're glad you made it
you can't escape it now
i'm not feeling alright today
i'm not feeling that great
you're out living it up today
i've got dues to pay
go fucking kill yourself
kill yourself
you bought your ticket
go home
we just want your money
we're not here to play a show
Track Name: For Your Health
air raid. hide the kids. the ministry has fallen
air raid. hide the kids. the minister is dead and they're coming.
the boy having his eyes chewed out by wolves
wanted to see how the earth moves
he didn't know. he never knew.
i just want the world to know.
you can make your body glow.
set yourself on fire.
set yourself on fire.
bodies in the river.
at first they look like boulders.
Track Name: Explosion Explode
i read the news everyday
and they say atom bombs
i eat my food and it tastes
like fucking atom bombs
i been to school since first grade
we're building atom bombs
and somewhere behind my face
my brain's an atom bomb
explosion explode
man it's a beautiful day
it's raining molten rock
the sky is chemical gray
and red from atom bombs
if it's falling our way
welcome it with open arms
c'mon let's all get erased
a billion atom bombs
explosion explode
hey
man
i'm
on
fire
how can i be ok?
your money is on fire
your children are on fire
come with us. we'll watch it burn
Track Name: Behind The Chemical Closet
Get back to your hole
The void is taking control
The angry mouth. The zombie god.
Is come again to eat the brain of his horde
(What is your opinion? It doesn't fucking matter.)
I think we're going down
(oh no)
I'll dig the graves. Enough for us all.
(why won't the airbags deploy? why are there no life vests on board?)
And crash the car if you must
(crash the car. sink the ship. save the rats. nothing else matters)
but please get the vermin out
Make sure they all get home
One by one by one by one in droves
To the promise land
Track Name: Gettin' Salty
guilty of only the crime
of exploring my mind
i saw things i should not see
every atom is a void that stretches forever
and there's nothing really holding us together
i lost hold
you lost me
and i saw god
and he saw me
and he said, nothing exists
but sound
and light
and color
oh dear god what is this?
my head is full of insects and snakes
my friends have been devoured and replaced
by these goddamn dead-eyed monster agents
of a shadow government
i want to go home
but i want more
i don't care, i don't care
i want more
how beautiful is this fucking tree?
it's something in the leaves
it's like there's light inside the molecules
do you see it?
i think it's in our bodies
it's growing in my brain
it's leaking from my heart
the universe is in the trees
the leaves, the sky, the atmosphere
the sun, your blood, your bones, your love
can't you feel it?
Track Name: Contra/Contra
black hole love
won't you come?
swallow everything
chew and digest
and shit it into the sun
and watch it burn
leaving me with uncontrollable nosebleeds
and the sound of war drums
when does it end?
my house is filling up with blood
Track Name: An Arsonist On Arbor Day
goddamn you all.
this is no joke. we are real fucking danger.
a lifechanger. a force of supernature.
like a hurricane made of knives, chains, and razorblades.
we are brain torture.
we are the hottest fucking thing you have ever seen or heard of.
we have to wonder if you really deserve us.
and these are just the hors d'ouvres. there is still a main course.
we'll give you more blood & gore than you ever asked for.
we don't like you. we just need you.
you feed us. we need to bleed you.
we are the beast. we fuck and eat.
and kill in our sleep. we kill in our sleep.

goodnight, goodnight...
we might not wake up in the morningtime.

just let the giant gut crush and liquefy all your beautiful young friends.
that's all there is.