The king blues

The king blues - Let's hang the landlord lyrics

rate me

I was classic bullying material strictly speaking

I was 4ft tall with 3ft mohican

I bunked off school and bought some tattoo ink

Engraved "punk 4 life" on my arm with a safety pin

I was sleeping in a park and selling the Big Issue

But this ain't no sob story so don't reach for the tissues

These Spanish Punks they took me under their wing

Opened up a squat in Clapham Common, they let me move in

This place was f**king huge, I couldn't believe my luck

But it was no stranger to the odd ruck

I was sharing a room with a bloke called Geoff

He had rotten teeth and the World's worst breath

But we had such a time, graffing up all the walls

Days trips to Brighton when the occasion called

Drinking Red Wine and Coke, playing our music loud

On a shitty old tape player we sung it proud

We used to sing

If we hang the Landlord from the top of the stairs

We can live here forever without a care

So let's hang the Landlord from the top of stairs

We'll live like a millionaire

Like a millionaire

We looked out for each other, as a group we were tight

All coppers are bastards, but we were alright

Painting our leather jackets, spiking up our hair

We looked like aliens out of anywhere

If the tourists wanted a photo we would charge them a pound

When we had enough we'd buy a bottle and pass it around

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And whatever we could find got thrown into the mix

If we hang the Landlord from the top of the stairs

We can live here forever without a care

So let's hang the Landlord from the top of stairs

We'll live like a millionaire

Like a millionaire

Now always blagging it into gigs for free

Sneaking in our own cans after a robbing spree

Getting chased out the offie and half way down the street

Smiling at the girls we thought looked sweet

And Bruv used to give me all his hand-me-downs

He had a great big heart but he'd done too much brown

Sarah used to look out for me, make sure I was alright

When Mel and other people once got in a fight

We used to sing

If we hang the Landlord from the top of the stairs

We can live here forever without a care

So let's hang the Landlord from the top of stairs

We'll live like a millionaire

Like a millionaire

A couple of years ago a tramp at Piccadilly he told me how I'm gonna die

My head spun around until I sat on the curb and cried

And I found my self sitting on Puff's begging patch

I ain't seen him around I pray he didn't lose the match

Now Al's in prison and he's the sensible one

Don't let the bastards grind you down mate our time it begun

Don't let the screws get in your head and f**k you up

Because when you get out we'll string that Landlord up

If we hang the Landlord from the top of the stairs

We can live here forever without a care

So let's hang the Landlord from the top of stairs

We'll live like a millionaire

Like a millionaire<br />

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Thanks to razvan

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