I can’t smell a rat when it’s all rat 

I can’t find one in an elevator 

My mind doesn’t work so bad 

But I am a poor exterminator 

that’s right 



I can’t destroy entirely 

Or annihilate a little later 

I can’t see the entire city 

But I’m not a bad exterminator 

I’m just a shade shy of true wickedness 

I’m a shade shy of truly loving it, yea 

There are other things I’d rather be doing 

Even nothing 

Even nothing 

Even nothing with you 



One day I’ll make some honest rock n roll 

Full of handclaps and gang vocals 

I’m gonna get all the children involved 

We’re gonna get lost on all you locals 

We’ll be a shade shy of true wickedness 

We’ll be a shade shy of truly loving this, yea 

There are other things we’ll rather be doing, sure 

Even nothing 

Even nothing 

Even nothing with you 



We’ll load out through the snow 

Through small groups of people smoking 

Hey! Get that kick drum loaded! 

Into the backseat folded down! 

We’ll go virtually unnoticed 

What’s gripping the city ain’t hitting the town 



We’ll be a shade shy of true wickedness 

We’ll be a shade shy of truly loving it, yea 

There are other things that we’ll surely miss 

We’ll load out through the snow 

Through small groups of people smoking 

Hey! get that kick drum loaded! 

Into the backseat folded down! 

We’ll go perfectly unnoticed 

What’s gripping the city ain’t hitting the town