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I don't want to rent a 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 Pyllosan 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 From Letras Mania