The Rats Are In The Roses

Lyrics

Who is the Other A different kind of mother An immigrant’s daughter A darker-shaded brother

The stuff inside the melting pot The dreamers, rogues and have-me-nots

The rats are in the roses Your bias predisposes Inhumanity exposes The lie you think you know is The rats are in the roses

Fear loves autocracy A rube who chants, “follow me\!” And trades morals for dishonesty Above the law and decency

The stuff inside the melting pot The roses need or they will rot

The rats are in the roses Your bias predisposes Inhumanity exposes The lie you think you know is The rats are in the roses

A society forged When a morality is shared By people who dare And show the courage To stand and demand… “Not here\!”

The stuff inside the melting pot Is all of us, have you forgotten

The rats are in the roses Your bias predisposes Inhumanity exposes The lie you think you know is The rats are in the roses

The rats are in the roses