(written by: Slash / Matt Sorum / E. Dover )
Skinny kid flippin` out A prissy little thing with a tan Was an outcast in the basement Tryin` anything he can The skirts spit words like razor blades To keep him off their trail He keeps a chant of silence For a moment in his cell
The dirty rat is sellin` things he can`t afford He leaves his misery to play In the Soma City Ward Soma City Ward
Pieces of the son-of-a-b*tch Float around the crowd He wears his bad intentions like a cape or a shroud Then he blew his mind on Drano From his third story hotel room Yeah he missed the pool by inches So he won`t be walkin` soon
The dirty rat is seein` things he can`t ignore He left is body for a day In the Soma City Ward Soma City Ward
All these people in his head Sayin` to jump out and you`ll be free Come sleep in my demon bed Hope that you want it as bad as me
The dirty rat is seein` things he can`t ignore He leaves his misery to play In the Soma City Ward Soma City Ward Soma City Ward
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