The Bootheel stealing thunder

we had rats
they were plagued
so we stuck them in their bellies
and they bled for days
and the poison
that we consumed
found a little daylight
and took root
your electric teeth gleamed
like a knife in the sun
the business end was cheated
and you were looking to take a tongue
the farther out you reached
the more you saw how the deed was done
the rotten planks of this dead ship
cast a pall over everyone
we should've never followed you
Stealing Thunder is in the deepest blue
vengeance weighs down a blackened heart
like an anchor to this crew
you better find your own way home, man
'cause you better know
we're done with you

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