The Rat
Dead Confederate Lyrics

Shoot from the back
Take a cowardly route of attacking someone from behind

And take good aim
Make sure that the aim is precise to avoid any failed attempts

Make sure I'm dead
Ensure that there's no chance of the victim surviving the attack

Bang Bang
Emphasize the sound of the gunshot

'Cause I'm a rat
Justify the act of violence by referring to the victim as someone worthy of hatred

There's no mistake
Assert that the victim deserves to be punished

Under the bed
Highlight how the victim is seen as insignificant, something to be hidden away

Where you sleep
Add an ominous tone by referring to the place where everyone is vulnerable - their bed

Crush the skull
Emphasize the brutality of the violence

And make me tame
Force the victim to submit to their attacker

Sweep it up
Clean up the mess of the violent act

Hide it away
Ensure that there's no evidence left to trace the violent act back to the attacker

No morals shown
Indicate how the act of violence is done with complete disregard for human decency

In no way explained
Show how the violent act has no logical explanation

Stupid human
Dehumanize the victim, making it easier to justify the act of violence

Shit for brains
Further degrade the victim

And draw tiny pictures in all the dead leaves
Indicate the insignificance of life and the temporary nature of each individual

Bag and burn, bang, bang
Dispose of the evidence by burning it

Throw your judgments across the breeze
Cast aside any reservations about the act of violence

You live inside your Jesus dream
Highlight how religion can be used to justify violent acts

Get some sleep
Indicate that the act was done with ease

Or lie and wait
Suggest the possibility of further planned violence

Until the day
A time frame for the next act of violence

I burn away
Reinforce the temporary nature of life

Forget the corpse
Disregard the victim, further emphasizing their insignificance

Present the case
Show how the act of violence was planned and justified

To bring me down
Avoid getting caught or punished for the act of violence

And lose your word
Indicate the potential loss of reputation if caught

I'll follow you
Threaten the person listening to the song

Into the grave
Suggest the inevitability of death

And at the gates
Suggest the presence of an afterlife

I see the passing say
Indicate how everyone will eventually die

The judge be judged
Suggest the possibility of divine judgment

and all the wretched be saved.
Highlight the potential for redemption of those seen as 'wretched'

I throw my curse
Threaten to harm the person listening to the song

Watch them float off to never be seen
Highlight the futility of trying to understand or explain the act of violence

And live inside your Jesus dream
Suggest how religion can be used to justify or explain any sort of behavior

Bang Bang
Emphasize the sound of the gunshot