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sure they crawl around and scurry, yeah they're always on the run but a rat sure likes a good time, just like you and me, I'll prove it with a tale about a rat infested brewery.
It started with a little lad named Vermin McCann who fell upon a drink that made him feel like quite a man he rounded up his furry boys, though some wore a frown they quickly changed their tune and slammed a couple down
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One, Two, One-Two-Three-Four! Come all you good rats we'll send you to Heaven You'll find the pearly gates between the froth and the foam 'cause in these vats you've made quite a creation the potion that turned the Guinness to gold
Like mice behind a piper, rats from all around soon headed to this factory in old Dublin town They surely heard the news about this new rat brew they came, they saw, they had a taste and knocked back quite a few
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The rats were in a tizzy addicted to the bone the hairy lugs were giddy they were never going home Like a bunch of drunken pirates, prepared to walk the plank They drank, they sang, they took a plunge, and in the beer they sank
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"Good Rats" by: Dropkick Murphys:beer: :beer: :beer:
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