Family Band

I can't smell a rat when it's all rat

I can't find one in an elevator

My mind doesn't work so bad

But I am a poor exterminator

that's right



I can't destroy entirely

Or annihilate a little later

I can't see the entire city

But I'm not a bad exterminator

I'm just a shade shy of true wickedness

I'm a shade shy of truly loving it, yea

There are other things I'd rather be doing

Even nothing

Even nothing

Even nothing with you



One day I'll make some honest rock n roll

Full of handclaps and gang vocals

I'm gonna get all the children involved

We're gonna get lost on all you locals

We'll be a shade shy of true wickedness

We'll be a shade shy of truly loving this, yea

There are other things we'll rather be doing, sure

Even nothing

Even nothing

Even nothing with you



We'll load out through the snow

Through small groups of people smoking

Hey! Get that kick drum loaded!

Into the backseat folded down!

We'll go virtually unnoticed

What's gripping the city ain't hitting the town



We'll be a shade shy of true wickedness

We'll be a shade shy of truly loving it, yea

There are other things that we'll surely miss

We'll load out through the snow

Through small groups of people smoking

Hey! get that kick drum loaded!

Into the backseat folded down!

We'll go perfectly unnoticed

What's gripping the city ain't hitting the town