Brain Rats
by Barbara McAfee
Chorus
Brain rats...I've got brain rats
A pestilential blight upon my mind
Brain rats are the wicked thoughts that prove my every flaw
And every hopeful notion gives them something new to gnaw
I hear them chewing in the night and on and off all day
They've really got my number . . . oh the awful stuff they say
Chorus
Brain Rats I’ve got brain rats
A pestilential blight upon my mind
My mother says she loves me but no doubts she’s telling lies
And friends are all just enemies in ingenious disguise
There’s no one to be trusted and that’s including me
The best approach to human beings is fierce misanthropy
Chorus
Brain Rats I’ve got brain rats
A pestilential blight upon my mind
I need a lot more money than I’ll ever live to earn
And late at night I count my debts as I fret and toss and turn
I’m one step from the poor house - I can’t make it on my own
I’ll be just like that match girl dying cold and all alone
Chorus
Brain Rats I’ve got brain rats
A pestilential blight upon my mind
They torture with such cunning like little Marquises de Sade
And wreak unstinting havoc beneath my cool facade
They tell me I’m worse than everyone - my problems can’t be solved
And I’m the piece of crap around which this whole world revolves
Chorus
Brain Rats I’ve got brain rats
A pestilential blight upon my mind
