Who Framed Meredith O'Mouse

I. Shooting Stars (instrumental) II. Ratbag Outcast Snared into a trap devised those who want you to suffer Laughing all the way at your expense Were it just an act, would you be told to bite the buffed curbs? As they leave you in the gutter sans defense The cash is cleaner on the other side The laundered money goons are tryin' to hide But as the curtain folds, the city bell still tolls The innocent are used for masquerading lies III. Shamed and Framed (instrumental) IV. The Great Mouse Directive And now here I stand It's only me A rotten outlaw Left in a playground for the blind So here we are, once again I hear you say: "that's no alibi" Not when the stake's so high At the end of the day All it takes is an angry crowd Gullible fools misled to the mob's advantage Now as I stand And hold no key A thug spewn out raw Just 'nother setpiece lost in crime So let me say, once again A tragic tale is no lullaby Not when the stake's so high At the end of the day All it takes is an angry crowd Gullible fools misled to the mob's advantage V. Heaps of Love In this world the lonely ones are still forsaken Forced to seek the love of their life Without a glimpse of kinship Bound to lose the fight And today, it's often said that those endangered Scapegoats, losers, suspects alike Without a hand to help them They're all swept aside Stay should you care for me Sometimes the world is not enough Far from home again Too late to make a change Break the chains Thrown into the deep unending whirlpool The ocean's filled with wrecks and remains Although the tide spared your soul You're a castaway Maybe friends can make their way into the systems Those in power say: "I am the law!" Perhaps if we united We could win this war Stay should you care for me Sometimes the world is not enough Far from home again Too late to make a change Break the chains (x2) VI. In the Hood All mice and men in shock collars Controlled by the dollar Surrounded by corporate lawyers Lost essence of paying the price Don't tell me the door is open Well, maybe if someone bails me out Unless rapture can be proven No! This travesty has to stop It's a world of sins and saints Pulled by a spiraling disdain In the hood, the precious things you love Become your lifelong bane Here come the dividing shadows In fact you know well the game is rigged Removing deciding factors No matter how deep you dig It's a world of sins and saints Pulled by a spiraling disdain In the hood, the precious things you love Become your lifelong bane VII. Cogs in the Crime Machine (instrumental) VIII. Under the Hood (instrumental) IX. Truth be Told Stay should you care for me Sometimes the world is not enough Far from home again Too late to make a change Plenty of mice like me But do they get another chance? That is, when authorities Are acting strange Lost in the scheme of things No system can be free from bluff All the time I ask myself "...But what went wrong?" Proud safety-brandishing No shelter for the poorer man Truth be told, the die was cast But life goes on