I'm the mouse
You're the house
Swipe a bite of some eats.
Suck the bloodsucker dry
Put the "lice"
In the police.
Gotta starve the fat cat
Every dog has its flea
Like I'm the one 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
And roaches flying by night.
There's a leach on your back
And it's saving your life.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and 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 raggamuffin
Riff-raff rebel tribe
Sleep away in golden straw.
While the farmer is slashin'
And plowin' and sweatin'
Soon there'll be plates piled tall.
Come little boy with your slingshot.
Slingshot and horn.
Send a great fire to swallow
Swallow the corn.
For they do it to you
As they did it to sheep.
Sing a song of resistance
So that I might softly sleep.
When I fall asleep
That's when you're wide awake.
I wonder if the bed I lie in
Is the one that you made.
I put my ear to the street
And heard your hammers in song.
I walked away whistlin'
Glad that I wasn't singin' along.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and seed
I've no reason to heed.
Only breed as you feed.
I'm just one of
Ten thousand fleas.
Mischief Brew - Ten Thousand Fleas Lyrics
Mischief Brew - Ten Thousand Fleas Lyrics
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I'm the mouse
You're the house
Swipe a bite of some eats.
Suck the bloodsucker dry
Put the "lice"
In the police.
Gotta starve the fat cat
Every dog has its flea
Like I'm the one 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
And roaches flying by night.
There's a leach on your back
And it's saving your life.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and 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 raggamuffin
Riff-raff rebel tribe
Sleep away in golden straw.
While the farmer is slashin'
And plowin' and sweatin'
Soon there'll be plates piled tall.
Come little boy with your slingshot.
Slingshot and horn.
Send a great fire to swallow
Swallow the corn.
For they do it to you
As they did it to sheep.
Sing a song of resistance
So that I might softly sleep.
When I fall asleep
That's when you're wide awake.
I wonder if the bed I lie in
Is the one that you made.
I put my ear to the street
And heard your hammers in song.
I walked away whistlin'
Glad that I wasn't singin' along.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and seed
I've no reason to heed.
Only breed as you feed.
I'm just one of
Ten thousand fleas.
You're the house
Swipe a bite of some eats.
Suck the bloodsucker dry
Put the "lice"
In the police.
Gotta starve the fat cat
Every dog has its flea
Like I'm the one 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
And roaches flying by night.
There's a leach on your back
And it's saving your life.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and 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 raggamuffin
Riff-raff rebel tribe
Sleep away in golden straw.
While the farmer is slashin'
And plowin' and sweatin'
Soon there'll be plates piled tall.
Come little boy with your slingshot.
Slingshot and horn.
Send a great fire to swallow
Swallow the corn.
For they do it to you
As they did it to sheep.
Sing a song of resistance
So that I might softly sleep.
When I fall asleep
That's when you're wide awake.
I wonder if the bed I lie in
Is the one that you made.
I put my ear to the street
And heard your hammers in song.
I walked away whistlin'
Glad that I wasn't singin' along.
I sing a scavenger's anthem
As I lick your plate clean.
Farming and seed
I've no reason to heed.
Only breed as you feed.
I'm just one of
Ten thousand fleas.