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Be quiet Katie, there is someone at the hatchYou curse the darkness I'll strike a matchUndoing the latch I tripped on the scales and fellJust as someone hit the reception bellThe ghost of that injury still remainsMy ankle starts to swell just before it rainsLeaders of nations, wild AlsatiansCrumbling foundations, I've lost my patienceThese big companies are giving us the squeezeLets raise our glasses to Mr OnassisProtection racket (Hand over the packet)Rome needs cement (in this event)Go over to the till, Katie (The national)Pay this man his rentIt's a standard procedureI forgot to mention that grandmas pensionWill ease the rent book tensionA little birdie told me you've been siphoning the poor boxI heard the knitting circle discussing Chubb LocksWhat's all the commotion? What do they expect?With no sign of a promotion I've lost my self respectLetras de cancionesYou see I built this heap from scratch when I was poorNow they're asking me to hoover the floorSplash some water over me slap round the faceDid I miss a meeting I don't recognise the placeThe plug in the socket burns a hole in the pocketThese big companies are giving us the squeezeLets raise our glasses to Mr OnassisProtection racket (Hand over the packet)Rome needs cement (in this event)Go over to the till, Katie (The national)Pay this man his rent to prevent incidentIt's a standard procedure From Letras Mania