The Rat Queen

Gm Gm D7 Gm D7 Gm Gm D7 Gm "Run, run, run," say the poor to the weak D7 Gm "Your debt will be paid with a pound of flesh." Gm D7 Gm Up in smoke goes the factory D7 Gm Inimici delenda est Cm Gm Power, dear sister, will corrupt the queen D7 Gm G But for you I will do near anything Cm Gm Burrowed underground, hear the awful sound D7 Gm* D7* Gm* Of the ravagers bel-low-ing Gm Gm D7 Gm Gm D7 Gm "Take control," say the rich to the strong D7 Gm "Levy a tax of blood and pride." Gm D7 Gm Crush the proletariat throng D7 Gm Pleas for mercy will be denied Cm Gm Knowing deathly fear, running far from here D7 Gm G I, the rat queen, will be the puppeteer Cm Gm Soon the bell will toll, can you pay the toll? D7 Gm* D7* Gm* If you can't, it will toll for thee! Gm Gm D7 Gm D7 Gm Gm* D7* Gm*