So Much Water So Close To Home
If it's raining the ceiling's probably leaking
A landlord is a parasitic cretin
He's exploiting a system keeping
Social mobility stagnant i'm spitting
Mad at giving half of my yearly income to some c*nt
That won't come and fix sh** that's broken
He's providing a service to no-one
We're priced out of owning the places we call home
While he swans about in his Beemer
Being a baby boomer at his villa all winter
While we shiver around storage heaters
The boiler is f**ed and i can't feed the meter
Can't feed my hunger, on the pittance that i earn
I support his lifestyle he supports Osbourne
They'll never reform buy-to-lets coz it's not in their interests
“screw those that aren't born yet” [no longer posh]
We could enforce a living wage
Instead of paying housing benefit to subsidize the inflated
Rates the landlord takes
What he saved way back in the day accumulates
Through no merit at all but his name on a page
He won't return your calls coz he's nothing to say
He's nothing to contribute, nothing to actually create
And yet everything to gain
I wonder how swiftly he'd pay for a plumber
If it was his kitchen knee-deep in water
I wonder how much rent he charged his daughter
3 years at Loughborough while i'm painted in a corner
f** off