The Tossers - Litigation lyrics

Here once was a wee shop that an Irishman bought In America, tried and true But imports were scarce when they audit your wares They keep you in court, is it racist or an easy target Well, it's you! Landlord, landlord, I.O.U. Everyone should see this too Landlord, landlord, thoughtless scum Me duckin' bullets, lazy bum Lock me out take most of my things Smash the rest in the street as tenacy sings Landlord, I hate you and I hate this place I hate this f**in's city, nothing left for me to grace All the tenants rush to collect my things Cigarette walking down the road and I start to sing Landlord won't renew my lease Pissin' everybody off as their rents increase No grants of funds as promised And this job's for the f**in' birds How the hell can I get out of here Well, it sure ain't flippin' burgers Grown to accept the system and work within the state, but struggling Begging for a check instead of my productivity is quite irate Being scared into believing that we have to make it on our own Accomplishment measured by how much crap we own Like trusting that with hard work all the senators made it there Without the help of midnight basketball and the support of the British Air I'm Irish, not white American male, it's not the same You try biking on through the West Side just to pay your rent in the rain Looking out the window to see who has the power Is it the whites or blacks or just the gun tower? And we still, we still, we still pay all our dues We still pay all our homage by ignorning their good news And we still, we still, we pledge allegiance there When someone's almost paid the mortgage, till the system drops its snare