Текст песни Rats

Very many years ago, the Bolivians were starving so,
They had rats as big as ponies there. They asked the Pope
To declare them fish.

Chorus:
We thank the Pope for granting us this wish.
When Friday comes, we'll all call rats fish.
We catch them with a net, kill with the gun.
We'll call it all forgotten when we're done. Rasmus - Rats - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rasmus/rats-lyrics.html

They didn't look like rats at all, but like some horrendous horse doll.
Still they had to eat this thing.
In gratitude, the Pope-they kissed his ring.

Chorus

We'll call it all forgotten when we're done.