Landlords

Come one, come all where the views astound
From the mountains, rivers, lakes
And the Puget Sound

It's a sight to see
Where I've thrived rightfully
No wonder others feel the same
And newcomers are inbound

Unsurprisingly emerald states of mind
Flock to the Northwest
In a hunt for apartments

Our housing market's stock full
Becoming a run of the bulls
Thanks to the biggest liars in town

Competition stiffens, we can't even
Pick which neighborhood to live in
Due to labor wage restrictions

Winners are comprised
Of companies who subsidize
Rent for those with salaries
To inflated to begin with

Thanks elitists
For these rent increases
Goodbye teachers
And industry folks who feed us

As they push us to the outer reaches
They cannot win
Let 'em hide behind their picket fence

They produce nothing, gatekeep
Middle-class existence surrounded by surplus
Peddling scarceness

Drug users in homes never get caught
Homeless addicts round it up for heroin
While landlords sniff coke

You ain't rich, you're as broke as me
Just to hope to leverage your position in this Ponzi scheme

No skill involved
You just make poor people pay your mortgage
And the profits go straight up your nose

It's a risky business
That's why the riskers born are renters
And when the equity increases, you keep the winnings

No wonder why they say home ownership is the road to riches
But a house is not a financial instrument

It's what you break your bread and read to kids
And try not to die when every day the world ends

Landlord's a parasite with an empty balance chest
No one owns the land that's predicated on theft

Price locked in
For a temporary coffin to crawl in
While a cemetery plot thickens

Not a single place affordable to live in
Within city limits
Even if minimum wage is risen

It's not this city's fault
For the money pit we're digging in
But in my opinion it is its fault for pitching in

To damn flaws written in landlord-tenant laws
Affecting citizens and all, isn't it?

The law states within notice of 60 days
Rents may be raised at ridiculous rates
Who tipping the cash cow now?

It's utterly unforgiving how we're grazed upon
Victims of fate

Roads used to be paved
In this land with milk and honey
Now it's just bees buzzing
Around the most cranes in the country

Our emerald's tarnished
From a cause that'd make
The Wizard of OZ turn over in his grave



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Writer(s): Sole, Timothy Stiles
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