Lyric Landlord

Written by Sting & Stewart Copeland

I don t want to rent your house from you
I don t know how you can expect me to
I ain t moving cause I know my rights
Too many homeless on the streets at night

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You ve no morality what do you care
You deal in poverty you buy despair

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some

You go and call yourself a business man
You re just a parasite on Phylosan
You re just a middle-class middle-aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You ve no morality what do you care
You deal in poverty you buy despair

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some

You go and call yourself a business man
You re just a parasite on Phylosan
You re just a middle-class middle-aged shit
You sold your granny for a three-penny bit

You own a street and a block of flats
You earn your living like the other rats
You ve no morality what do you care
You deal in poverty you buy despair

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some

I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some
I ain t moving till the bailiff comes
I ve got no weapons, gonna get me some