The King Blues - Let's Hang the Landlord lyrics

[The King Blues - Let's Hang the Landlord lyrics]

I was classic bullying
Material strictly speaking
I was 4ft tall with a 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 tissue
Cos these Spanish punks took
Me under their wing
Opened a squat in Clapham Common
They let me move in

This place was fucking huge
I couldn't believe my luck
But it was no stranger to the odd ruck
I was sharing a room with
This bloke called Jeff
He had rotting teething and
World's worst breath but we had such a time
Graffing up all the walls
Day 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 the stairs
And we'll live 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
Soaping 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
A bag of cheap glue Evo Stick, Thixofix
And whatever we could find got
Thrown into the mix 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 the stairs
And we'll live like a millionaire

Me and Al always blagged it
Into gigs for free sneaking in our own cans
After a robbing spree
Getting chased out the offy and
Halfway down the street
Smiling at the girls we thought looked sweet
And Puff used to give me
All his hand me downs
He had a great big heart but
He done too much brown
Sarah used to look out for me
Make sure I was alright
When Alan and the bigger ones 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 the stairs
And we'll live like a millionaire

A couple years ago the tramps in
Piccadilly told me Aaron had died
My head spun around till I sat
On the kerb and cried
And I found myself sitting
On Puff's begging patch
Well I ain't seen him around
I pray that he didn't lose the match
Now Al's in prison and he
Was the sensible one
Don't let the bastards grind you down mate
Our time ain't begun
Don't let the screws get in your
Head and fuck you up
Cos when you get out we'll
String that landlord up and we can 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 the stairs
And we'll live like a millionaire

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