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Pogues

Genres: Rock

The Bastard Landlord Lyrics - Pogues

Oh Lord, won't you tell me, I'm sure I don't know 

Who makes the plans that change our lives so 

From a place in the country so peaceful and calm 

We moved up to London as the bombs fell around 

 

House by the river where the rent it was cheap 

The Landlord he told us, "Its yours to keep" 

For regular payment week after week 

You'll always have a roof under which you can sleep 

 

The years past by, the war came to an end 

We lived out our lives, did nothing to offend 

But the Landlord's conditions yearly they grew 

With the size of his gut and his housing values 

 

He'd kneel on a Sunday and pray to the Lord 

For the deals of love his world cannot afford 

When the bastard he came 'round to raise up our rent 

We swallowed our pride and we smiled our best 

 

Bricks and mortar, Kingdom of Stone 

Where do you go when you're all alone 

They'll carve your name where you lie 

And I for one, no tears will cry 

 

Greed knows no boundaries, greed does not feel 

I'm damned if I'll die for a profiting deal 

The woman next door she just passed away 

'Cause the rent got so high that she just couldn't pay 

 

And there in the bed she closed up her eyes 

The last time she gazed on this world of lies 

With nowhere to go and nothing to say 

She went to the next world and the bastard he smiled 

 

Bricks and mortar, Kingdom of Stone 

Where do you go when you're all alone 

They'll carve your name where you lie 

And I for one, no tears will cry 

 

Oh Lord, won't you tell me, I'm sure I don't know 

What makes some people so callous and cold 

I've lived in this house for forty-four years 

My children were born here, it's here I'll grow old 

 

A curse on you, bastard landlord be damned 

Who needs one more house like a beach needs more sand 

I'll stay here till I'm done, only nobody knows 

[Incomprehensible] one man treat others so 

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