The Town Pants - The Old Landlord lyrics

We moved into a house on twelvth avenue it was a rising damp with an alley for a view A skin of peeling paint and an attic full of mice to turn the shower on you had to flush the toilet twice At night it creaked and groaned and swayed in the wind the bugs were drunk on mold and the co*kroaches grinned With an alley full of cats rutting through the night and a front yard full of rats but it was home to us despite knocking on the door the old landlord came rotten to the core knocking on the door the first of the month always wanting more If we knew when we moved in what only lay ahead saying home sweet home would be be better left unsaid cracks in the ceiling whiskey stains on the floor the ghosts of all of those who had lived there before pigeons messed the roof and it leaked when it rained if something ever broke the landlord never came and to call him a ba*tard would be a compliment we'd only hear from him when he came to raise the rent and when we'd had enough we backed a truck on the lawn we loaded up the half-ton and by midnight we were gone and when the landlord came for his money once again all he heard was an echo and never again