Chopped off the tops of the trees The living rooms are pleased with the results Strange birds strange birds are we The race with some missing nuts and bolts The Humans, the Champions The winners of the races with the rats But the rats are winning The weeds are winning The more we see, the more we seem to abuse it The next thing look it's falling apart We over used it In a perfect world, our greatest work Would not be new mistakes But we're practiced making perfect blunders We can't escape Winning the races with the rats Weeds are covering my spats Stuck tap dancing in one place We weren't meant to go this pace Have we forgot the ancient dance We're tied together in a webbed romance The world's forever changed We're the smarter of the breeds, aren't we We have learned to sew the seeds Without getting our hands dirty Read our lips and mind our fists We speak in contradiction Go and push me aside after all who am I To muddle with tradition Winning the races with the rats Weeds are covering my spats Stuck tap dancing in one place We weren't meant to go this pace Have we forgot the ancient dance We're tied together in a webbed romance The world's forever changed