Let's Hang The Landlord

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 fucking 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 fuck 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