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
