Walking home alone I crossed the 13th street
Confused by the fog I saw some rats with wings
They stopped, looked back at me and flew all around
Twisting, whining so loud towards the town
BBBatz, BBBatz, Batz over the tower
Strange creatures
Winged rats without a tail
It really gave me goose bumps
Perplexed I managed to call my friend Dracula, and he said:
- Son, these rats are bats!
BBBatz, BBBatz, Batz over the tower
They stopped, looked back at me and flew all around
Twisting, whining so loud towards the town