Dispatch, we are in hot pursuit Of two hostile fugitives One immensely obese brute accompanied by A scrawny peg legged minion Now, we have attempted Peaceful negotiations here, but Wait, what's this? We're picking up something On another frequency let me patch it through They call me junk rat I'm a violent rodent I never use guns, but I like explosives I'll stop the payload with my remote It's good news when I say: I've blown it I'm always laughin' 'cause I'm always jokin' Swipe me right on Tinder Because I'm smokin' hot Probably 'cause I'm a pyro My hair's on fire if you need a light, though I think aiming is overrated Dynamite and bombs are all I play with It's a perfect day for mayhem Got a couple traps and it's time I lay them I've always got a leg up, mate Send ya sky high where the weather's great That's a rap, now that you all know me Show some love for my psycho roadie Shut up, rat I'm sick of your voice I'm paying you well, you've got no choice I'm a demo expert Sorry if I'm a little wired I wouldn't be here if I wasn't hired I live in the fast lane, I'm not a boar I'm the hog that the pigs never caught before With a mask that you'll never see me take off Like leather face Straight outta Texas chainsaw Heavyweigh champ, a wasteland hulk I won't fat shame you, no need to sulk I'm not a fatass, I'm on a bulk, you know Shut up, mad max, you're in my thunder dome I'll hop on my harley, spread some anarchy Fry these buggers like shrimp on the Barbie You mess with me, and I'll ruin you worse Than junk rat just did to this verse Oh, don't take it so personally, road hog You just have to ruin everything Well, I'll agree on that one! Ha ha ha ha! Counting down to detonation Hold your ground, eradication Look around, it's devastation Lay to waste all of creation Light the fuse, lock and load Hit the juice, we're on the road The rat and the hog, one hell of a pair We're still not friends But we are getting there Really? 'Cause this is hardly a start You're just an obnoxious body to guard But the money we're makin' The riches we're takin' The bonds that we've made And the friendship we're fakin'? You're too loud and it's pissin' me off You smell roadkill and it's makin' me cough Fire in the hole! I just saved your ass Oh, damn thanks, I guess Still, without me, you would never win And who's gonna help you, one of your chins? Ha ha ha, okay rat, I'll give ya that one Look, I squeezed a laugh out of the fat one Here, take a burger looks like you need it Thanks, roadie I'm surprised you didn't eat it I'm only joking, you're used to taking flak Hold your breath if you're taking Cover at my back Oh God, not the toxic fumes That's when the gas mask really comes in use It's for radiation and preventing infection The stank you smell is my indigestion I could light a match by your ass We'd all be on fire this entire match And while you pester us The rest of us are workin' You're not a junk rat You're a worthless vermin Through defenses I'm blowin' holes Who you gonna call for zone control? Fine, but if you're gonna help, be quiet Hey, what's on your meal plan? I wanna try it Double decker burgers, filet mignon I'll blow out your brains if you say bacon I guess that that one hit's close to home A little too close you don't even know I remember a field where The piggies would graze Till the omnics came in and All our nation was razed Just thinking of bacon is heartache A piece of me died on that dark day Now I'm back on the road With no family or friends I ride my cycle alone I guess this is how it ends But wherever you go, I will follow I'll be by your side if you want, so When the rubble subsides and The debris sweeps away I'll look into your eyes and I'll know what you'll say We're a two man army stirring up anarchy All our foes will be fried up Just like shrimp on the Barbie Hop on my Harley, I want you in my sidecar They've taken my leg But it was you who took my heart In a totally platonic way Well, yes, that goes without saying This is sufficiently awkward Let's continue our rampage Hey, junk rat what is it, you old bugger? If you tell anyone about that 'Bout what? Us singin' and all? I will kill you Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, mate Lips are sealed