Mmm   My country's bird is a vulture   Her wings are black and runny   Perched on the backs of the penniless   In the land of silk and money      Ooh ooh      The governor sucks an oyster   Well my friends we scramble for the clam   You see how far the shyster   See how steel'll bend   One day they appear as the weasels   Hopping in and out of Broadway   They made their fortunes in diesel   Just about the time of Red Square      Here come the ratman   Oh captain my captain   Here come the ratman for you yeah you   Here come the ratman   Oh captain my captain my my my   Here come the ratman for you yeah you      Yeah ho      Well it's time to begin the healin'   Say the rich men to the law   So let the rich and the D.A. yeah   Let them heel like a dog   Behind are the naked ankles   Behind are the bare feet   But I see no shade under the Star Spangled   Up and on the heat      Here come the ratman   Oh captain my captain my my   Here come the ratman for you yes you   Here come the ratman   Oh captain my captain my my my   Here come the ratman for you      He's coming   He's coming   Ah ah ah      Here comes the ratman oh isn't it   Here comes the rat   Here comes the rat hey ah   Here come   Here comes the rat