Lyrics

Going to the rathole

I reckon I'll be two foot tall if I make it out alive
peeled off to the bone and saved by the tide
I’m in for a little mr. Jekyll, Hide and Seek
if you ain't careful you'll be coming with me

I'm going to the rathole wasting my mind
going to the rathole wasting my time
going to the ratholeon a Narrow Line
going to the rathole
one more time

Every time I get up at a quarter past three
I get a hard time to tell if I'm you or I'm me
look in the mirror to be sure of what I know
I gotta go, I gotta go - yeah I gotta go

I'm going to the rathole …

Whatever goes up well, it must come down
for me it’s kinda different I make a hole in the ground
I’ve reached a dead end on my time
I’ve reached dead a end for a while
everywhere I turn I see nothing but smiles

I'm going to the rathole…