Ratatat Heart-Nervous Cabaret

Wash my brains And put them back in Strap that backpack round my shoulders Tuck those three little wires into my hat And here I go The remote control rat... a... tat At your service Through tight pipes Over trees Mastering my fear Degree on degree I stroll boldly across wide-open spaces Where my enemies hiss But these dangerous activities They only fill me with electronic Electronic bliss Dearest dear I hope that you understand That last night was only a comedy I apologize for being so confusing But your see This is my only remedy For a broken rat... a... tat heart You see I speak numerous languages In perfect English Well I need to know what I am doing That's why I let you take you take control of it So Wash my brains Be careful And put them back in Strap that backpack round my shoulders Tuck those three little wires into my hat And here I go The Greatest Remote Controlled Rat... A... Tat At your service