Mr. Herandi

When I go across the road
And look over at the state of my house
I think about my landlord
Who's chilling in Spain with his bank account

Ooh, ooh, he's a wealthy man

£2,300 each month just to sit around
I think about my landlord
Why can't he come and do his rounds?

Ooh, ooh, he's a filthy man
Hey

I go down to have a shower
The water's cold and there ain't no power
I think about my landlord
Why can't he pay to fix this shower?

Ooh, ooh, he's a wealthy man

I lay down in my bed
The bugs bite even on my head
I think about my landlord
Why can't he come to heat my walls?

Ooh, ooh he's a filthy man
Yeah

Ooh, ooh he's a filthy man

Ooh, ooh, he's a filthy man
Ooh, ooh, he's a filthy man
Ooh, ooh, he's a filthy
Ooh, he's a filthy
Ooh, I feel filthy, man



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Thomas Stacpoole, Katja Rackin
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