Ten Thousand Fleas - Mischief Brew, Sturgeon of LoC

I’m the mouse

You’re the house

Snipe a bite of some eats

Suck the bloodsucker dry

Put the 'lice' in the po-lice

Gotta starve the fat cat

Every dog has it’s flea

Like I’m a worm at the root

Singing sweet victory

Bag of sand, mud and stone

Fruit and seed, as above so below

There’s vultures under your rug

Roaches flying by night

There’s a leech on your back

And it’s saving your life

I sing a scavengers anthem

As I lick your PLATE CLEAN

Farm and a seed

I’ve no reason to heed

Only breed as you feed

I’m just one of ten thousand fleas

It’s the biggest mosquito

That the worlds ever seen

Raccoons in your cans

Are all eating like kings

Who needs to use cash

When there’s plenty of trash

Or we could dive in your flesh

And just feed from your Rash

Raggedy Ragamuffin riff-raff rebel tribe

Sleep away in Golden straw

While the farmer is slashin'

And a’plowin' and sweatin'

To assure every plate’s piled tall

Come little boy with your slingshot (slingshot, slingshot) and horn

Send a great fire to swallow (swallow, swallow) the corn

For they’ll do it to you

As they did it (did it, did it) to sheep

Sing your song of resistance

So that I might (I might, I might) softly sleep

For when I fall asleep that’s when you’re wide awake

I wonder if the bed I lie in is one that you made

Put my ear to the street

Heard your hammers in song

I walked away whistling

Glad That I wasn’t singing along

I sing a scavengers anthem

As I lick your PLATE CLEAN

Farm and a seed

I’ve no reason to heed

Only breed as you feed

I’m just one of ten thousand fleas