Hey there Mr. Landlord
Good morning how do you do?
Here's my hard earned money
And the sweat off my back to
I haven't showered in a week
Sub-prime mortgages
Have helped you live a bit more rich
But in its current crisis
I bet you feel as though yer in a ditch
There predatory(al) tactics had you blinded at first sight
The rug was pulled out from under you in a night
There's ($)90 million reasons
Why Frank Raines hung you out to dry
Business ethics are an oxymoron
At the drop of a dime
He scurried off under investigation
Of accounting irregularities
So take it up with him Mr. Landlord
And Daniel Mudd please
Walk away
Walk away Rory
Let the banks and the CEO's take the loss
That they let fall on you an me
Let me squat for free
Go back and get yer money
From that there wall on the street