Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Landlords, artist - The Cool Greenhouse. Date of issue: 28.02.2019
Song language: English
Landlords |
| There goes your new landlord |
| His dog is bull, his car is sports |
| And don’t you know that your labour paid |
| For his new personalised number plates? |
| They read «kill all scroungers» if you squint your eyes |
| The 's' is a '5', the 'g' is a '9' |
| He says «Don't you know you should feel lucky to be alive?» |
| «Don't you know you should feel lucky to be alive?» |
| Who cares that the one that you’re renting is a total dive? |
| Just look outside, you know the streets are even more deprived |
| So be thankful for your hard-earned bed |
| It’s no matter that I’ve got ten (and they’re four-poster) |
| It costs 200 quid to get on the contract |
| Well imagine that, oh you couldn’t make this stuff up |
| And then a few months later when you discover some dry rot |
| He says, «Refer it to the council» |
| He says, «I'm sorry but my hands are completely tied» |
| «You've got to refer it to the council» |
| And welcome to generation rent |
| And here’s to the gradual erosion |
| Of our collective expectations |
| At the hands of crooked landlords |
| Who are complete morons |
| Oh the walls are cracked, the room is small |
| There’s a strange smell of fish in the corridor |
| And when you decide that it’s time for bed |
| The trains still rattle past your head |
| And when the room fills up with mice |
| You’d think that he could at least be nice |
| But instead he calls you a filthy swine |
| And after avoiding your call for the fiftieth time |
| He says «I'm sorry but my hands are completely tied» |
| «You've got to refer it to the council» |
| So you refer it to the council |
| And they keep you on hold, for three days |
| The hold music is Erik Satie’s Gymnopédies |
| It almost drives you completely insane |
| But eventually a chimpanzee picks up the phone |
| I mean a real chimpanzee, you know I’m no snob |
| He says «Why don’t you get a real bloody job |
| Huh? |
| Well just take a look at me |
| Y’know I used to sit around at London Zoo |
| Now I’ve got a pretty good job answering phones for the council |
| And I’m saving up for a nice semi-detached in Hounslow» |
| He says «I'm sorry but my hands are completely tied» |
| «You've got to refer it to your landlord» |