Street Rats Lyrics - Free-for-all - Ted Nugent

Midnight in the cellar 

Dinner on the floor 

Sleeping in the gutter 

He fights a private war 

Hiding in the doorway 

Weapon at his side 

Rob you for a nickel 

You'd better run and hide 

He's a street rat 

Nothing to offer 

Street rat 

Snake in the grass 

Street rat 

Steals another meal 

Street rat 

But it may be his last 

The look of desperation 

Sure to bite the dust 

His constant nauseation 

A real social crust 

He's a street rat 

Nothing to offer 

Street rat 

Snake in the grass 

Street rat 

Steals another meal 

Street rat 

But it may be his last 

Post war anti-social 

A fading of the brain 

He's hopeless and he's hostile 

And lurking in the rain 

His face is badly beaten 

A nasty thing to see 

Street rats on the rampage 

You'd best keep away from me 

Street rat, street rat 

Street rat, street rat 

Street rat, street rat 

Street rat, street rat 

Street rat, street rat 

Street rat, street rat