"Rat A Tat" by Fall Out Boy Official Lyrics: ------------------------------------------- It's Courtney Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate No graphics and no f***ing PowerPoint presentation So they just DIY'd that sh** and they built their own bombs She's his suicide blond, she's never been gold Are you ready for another bad poem? One more off-key anthem Let your teeth sink in Remember me as I was not as I am And I said, "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead," I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey My love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey My heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say: We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get, get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this We are professional ashes of roses This kerosene's live You settled your score This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens This is what we do, baby, we nightmare you I'm about to make your sweat roll backwards And your heart beat in reverse Our guts can't be reworked As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert Getting burned But I'll take your heart served up two ways I sing a bitter song I'm the lonelier version of you I just don't know where it went wrong Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey My love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say: We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get, get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this She's sick and she's wrong She's young dirty blonde And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb He says, "I've seen bigger." She says, "I've lit better." And they throw the matches down into the glitter Not a dry eye left in the house Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get, get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey It's never Getting any better than this Are you ready for another bad poem?
It's Courtney, bitch. (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey) No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint presentation So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs She's his suicide blond, she's never in gold Are you ready for another bad poem? One more off key anthem Let your teeth sink in Remember me as I was not as I am And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead, " I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this We are professional ashes of roses This kerosene's live You settled your score This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens This is what we do, we nightmare you I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards And your heart beat in reverse Our guts can't be reworked As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert Getting burned But I'll take your heart served up two ways I sing a bitter song I'm the lonelier version of you I just don't know where I went wrong Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this She's sick and she's wrong She's young dirty blonde And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb He says "I've seen bigger" She says "I've lit better" And they throw the matches down into the glitter Not a dry eye left in the house Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this Are you ready for another bad poem?
It's Courtney, bitch. (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey) No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint presentation So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs She's his suicide blond, she's never in gold Are you ready for another bad poem? One more off key anthem Let your teeth sink in Remember me as I was not as I am And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead, " I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this We are professional ashes of roses This kerosene's live You settled your score This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens This is what we do, we nightmare you I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards And your heart beat in reverse Our guts can't be reworked As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert Getting burned But I'll take your heart served up two ways I sing a bitter song I'm the lonelier version of you I just don't know where I went wrong Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my love is a weapon There's no second guessing when I say Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey If my heart is a grenade You pull the pin and say We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this She's sick and she's wrong She's young dirty blonde And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb He says "I've seen bigger" She says "I've lit better" And they throw the matches down into the glitter Not a dry eye left in the house Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life Go boy, go boy, run for your life We're all fighting growing old We're all fighting growing old In the hopes Of a few minutes more To get on St. Peter's list But you need to lower your standards 'Cause it's never Getting any better than this It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this (Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey) It's never Getting any better than this Are you ready for another bad poem?
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There are so many subtle things in this recording, never noticed the synth in the "rat a tat" part
it sounds so good in instrumental version
1:41 sounds like an 80s song I can't place the name of.
kept waiting for her to say "it's courtney, bitch"... but then it never happened
"Rat A Tat" by Fall Out Boy Official Lyrics:
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It's Courtney
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
No graphics and no f***ing PowerPoint presentation
So they just DIY'd that sh** and they built their own bombs
She's his suicide blond, she's never been gold
Are you ready for another bad poem?
One more off-key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said, "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say:
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get, get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
We are professional ashes of roses
This kerosene's live
You settled your score
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens
This is what we do, baby, we nightmare you
I'm about to make your sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse
Our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert
Getting burned
But I'll take your heart served up two ways
I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you
I just don't know where it went wrong
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say:
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get, get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
He says, "I've seen bigger."
She says, "I've lit better."
And they throw the matches down into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the house
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get, get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never
Getting any better than this
Are you ready for another bad poem?
Wrong song my guy
More FOB please!!!
Sorry, these are only online because of the Emi Instrumentals channel. When she deleted them, I reuploaded them.
It's Courtney, bitch.
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey)
No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint presentation
So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs
She's his suicide blond, she's never in gold
Are you ready for another bad poem?
One more off key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead, "
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
We are professional ashes of roses
This kerosene's live
You settled your score
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens
This is what we do, we nightmare you
I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse
Our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert
Getting burned
But I'll take your heart served up two ways
I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you
I just don't know where I went wrong
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
He says "I've seen bigger"
She says "I've lit better"
And they throw the matches down into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the house
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
Are you ready for another bad poem?
I don't know why I feel like it fits well with Paramore's "The News" or maybe Demi Lovato and YUNGBLUD's "Freak" if the song wasn't so short
It's Courtney, bitch.
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat hey)
No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint presentation
So they just DIY'd that shit and built their own bombs
She's his suicide blond, she's never in gold
Are you ready for another bad poem?
One more off key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead, "
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
We are professional ashes of roses
This kerosene's live
You settled your score
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens
This is what we do, we nightmare you
I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse
Our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert
Getting burned
But I'll take your heart served up two ways
I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you
I just don't know where I went wrong
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a weapon
There's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
He says "I've seen bigger"
She says "I've lit better"
And they throw the matches down into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the house
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
Go boy, go boy, run for your life
We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
'Cause it's never
Getting any better than this
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
(Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat tat hey)
It's never
Getting any better than this
Are you ready for another bad poem?