I think I finally know just what you're about You got no class and you act like a lout You're driving 'round with your tongue hangin' out Yeah you're a Rat Fink
The Code of Silence means nothing to you You'd sell me out for a dollar or two There's nothing sneaky that you wouldn't do Yeah you're a Rat Fink
You've got a mug that people despise Your pointed teeth and your beady black eyes So what I'm saying shouldn't be a surprise Yeah you're a Rat Fink
You zoom around in that big hot rod car Down at the beach you strut like a star Well listen buddy I know what you are Yeah you're a Rat Fink