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They’re always hiding in the shadows
The ones who dare not show their face
They own the streets that we walk on
It’s a fucking disgrace
Can’t buy a home for love nor money
Because our jobs just do not pay
Thrown at the mercy of the landlords
Their prices rising every day

And there’s mould on the walls
I haven’t seen hot water in weeks
The windows won’t close
And I can’t dry my clothes
Still you’re taking all my money
It’s time for a change
I’d rather be homeless than your slave
And if you don’t comply
I’ll set this place alight
And you won’t look at smug by the end of the night!

They’re never there when you need them
Except for when the rent is due
And it’s rising each year
There’s not a thing you can do
But I’ve got a new idea
It will work if we see it through
We’re gonna take away their property
And then we’ll redistribute

And there’s mould on the walls
I haven’t seen hot water in weeks
The windows won’t close
And I can’t dry my clothes
Still you’re taking all my money
It’s time for a change
I’d rather be homeless than your slave
And if you don’t comply
I’ll set this place alight
And you won’t look at smug by the end of the night!

They’re always hiding in the shadows
The ones who dare not show their face
They own the streets that we walk on
It’s a fucking disgrace

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from The Working Class Revolution EP, released January 8, 2019

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