Litigation

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 fuckin'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 fuckin' 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