We are all doomed. Get out of town, out of the country, off the planet!
Lyrics
Let us focus on the burroughs around—
I feel a mighty rumble underneath the ground!
You hear that pitter-patter of tiny feet?
There’s thousands hustling in the streets!
Must be the day of the gerbil—
We should have known they’ve had enough--
Bold senator had better stop her drivel,
Shake off the dust and move her bluff!
The rodents on the run are going to take this town,
Before the Mayor even knows what’s coming down;
The laboratory rats will use the residents
For their weird experiments!
Must be the day of the beaver—
No more pollution curves,
No more sludge in the river –
The people finally got what they deserve !
Before you can even turn your head ,
They’ll be nibbling at the foot of your bed!
People run all around in a daze,
Just like a mouse trapped in a maze!
Must be the day of the hamster—
Do I make my meaning clear?
Better stop your search for the answer,
Saddle up your donkey--
Get your ass in gear!
