Another sunny day, not a muthaf*ckin' cloud in the sky
Down by the bay with the folks all strolling by
Feed a deer, skip and sing
What's that noise?
It sounds like wings
Swooping, alighting
Flapping and biting
It's mayhem
Squealing, disgracing
Pinwheeling your arms
No way to dissuade them
Bats! In your hair!
There are bats!
Bats in your hair!
Rats in the basement
A cat in the brain
It's time to panic
It's time to go insane
Because there are bats in your hair
Romantic meal, moon shining bright
On the verandah, what a magical night
A ring in the champagne, and a kiss on the cheek
What's that noise?
Sounds like a squeak
Descend in a cloud
As they harry the crowd
You're impotent
Clawing your face
As you run about the place
They're not rodents