[Verse 1]
Everyone here is boring
They scrapped the creative degrees
And made a study in maths till eighteen
I'm back on the 143
The famous lady is about to make her speech
Some posh boy is making jokes about going to war
While people are dying
And his parents are lying
In their elected seats
They call my opinions dull and cheap
[Chorus]
No rooms
Just expensive flats
Our house is damp
And we've got rats
The landlord is a piece of crap
We're twenty-one living in a death trap
[Verse 2]
Floods and effervescent dreams
Slots in the ground are bound to dispose of our vapes
We've got popcorn lung and strawberry ice
No point in saving
We'll rent till we die
And I sign the petitions
And they don't get read
Cause the council don't care if the people drop dead
They won't tax their friends
But they'll fine all of mine
For dropping cigs on the street at the right time
[Chorus]
No rooms
Just expensive flats
Our house is damp
And we've got rats
The landlord is a piece of crap
We're twenty-one living in a death trap
[Chorus]
No rooms
Just expensive flats
Our house is damp
And we've got rats
The landlord is a piece of crap
We're twenty-one living in a death trap
[Verse 3]
Art is for nepos
And they do it so well
The kids on the back seat inherit cartels
And the back alleys have that familiar smell
Of wet leaves, lost dreams, and oil from Shell
Seen by a boss drinking dirty chai
He pays minimum wage
And he wears black tie
He loves the rate race
An eye for an eye
He keeps his house clean
And he votes so right
[Chorus]
No rooms
Just expensive flats
Our house is damp
And we've got rats
The landlord is a piece of crap
We're twenty-one living in a death trap
[Chorus]
No rooms
Just expensive flats
Our house is damp
And we've got rats
The landlord is a piece of crap
We're twenty-one living in a death trap
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