Protection Racket
Be quiet Katie there is someone at the hatch
You curse the darkness and I'll strike a match
Undoing the latch I tripped on the scales and fell
Just as someone hit the reception bell
The ghost of that injury still remains
My ankle starts to swell just before it rains
Leaders of nations, wild Alsatians
Crumbling foundations, I've lost my patience
These big companies are giving us the squeeze
Let's raise our glasses to Mr. Onassis
Protection racket (hand over the packet)
Rome needs cement (in this event)
Go over to the till Katie
Pay this man his rent (to prevent incident)
It's a standard procedure
I forgot to mention that grandma's pension
Will ease the rent book tension
A little birdie told me you've been syphoning the poor box
I heard the knitting circle discussing Chubb locks
What's all the commotion?
What do they expect?
With no sign of a promotion I've lost my self-respect you see
I built this heap from scratch when I was poor
Now they're asking me to hoover the floor
Splash some water over me slap me 'round the face
Did I miss the meeting, I don't recognize the place
The plug in the socket brings a hole in the pocket
These big companies are giving us the squeeze
Let's raise our glasses to Mr. Onassis
Protection racket (hand over the packet)
Rome needs cement (in this event)
Go over to the till Katie
Pay this man his rent (we sleep out in a tent)
It's a standard procedure
You curse the darkness and I'll strike a match
Undoing the latch I tripped on the scales and fell
Just as someone hit the reception bell
The ghost of that injury still remains
My ankle starts to swell just before it rains
Leaders of nations, wild Alsatians
Crumbling foundations, I've lost my patience
These big companies are giving us the squeeze
Let's raise our glasses to Mr. Onassis
Protection racket (hand over the packet)
Rome needs cement (in this event)
Go over to the till Katie
Pay this man his rent (to prevent incident)
It's a standard procedure
I forgot to mention that grandma's pension
Will ease the rent book tension
A little birdie told me you've been syphoning the poor box
I heard the knitting circle discussing Chubb locks
What's all the commotion?
What do they expect?
With no sign of a promotion I've lost my self-respect you see
I built this heap from scratch when I was poor
Now they're asking me to hoover the floor
Splash some water over me slap me 'round the face
Did I miss the meeting, I don't recognize the place
The plug in the socket brings a hole in the pocket
These big companies are giving us the squeeze
Let's raise our glasses to Mr. Onassis
Protection racket (hand over the packet)
Rome needs cement (in this event)
Go over to the till Katie
Pay this man his rent (we sleep out in a tent)
It's a standard procedure
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Writer(s): Fionn Regan
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