"Maybe They'll Gnaw Right Through" lyrics

"Maybe They'll Gnaw Right Through"

Quick, set your traps, burn your stakes
Throw your stones, we wanna feel safe
And the mice will gnaw (They'll know I'm here) right through
Board the windows, caulk the cracks
Seal the doors 'cause there's a draft
And the horrid air (They'll know I'm here) is out to get me

Shine your spotlights, hit the brightlights
Lay off the brakes, we have to breathe
We have to breathe, such short spurts
We need to breathe, short short spurts
Shine your spotlights, hit the brightlights
Lay off the brakes, we have to breathe

Inhale, exhale (x16)

Needles, tubes, blips
White starched ticks
All itching to get in
Quick, for god's sake, cut out the lights

They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
And they'll gnaw right through
They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
They'll know I'm here, they'll know I'm here
And they'll gnaw right through

Quick, set your traps, burn your stakes
Throw your stones, we wanna feel safe
And the mice will gnaw (They'll know I'm here) right through
Board the windows, caulk the cracks
Seal the doors 'cause there's a draft
And the horrid air (They'll know I'm here) is out to get me


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