Oh Lord, won't you tell me I'm sure I don't know
Who makes the plans that change our lives so
From a place in the country so peaceful and calm
We moved up to London as the bombs fell around
I stood by a river where the rent it was cheap
The Landlord he told us "It's yours to keep"
For regular payment week after week
You'll always have a roof under which you can sleep

The years past by, the war came to an end
We lived our lives did nothing to offend
But the Landlord's conditions yearly they grew
With the size of his gut and his housing values
He'd kneel on a Sunday and pray to the Lord
For the deals of love his world cannot afford
When the bastard he came round to raise up the rent
We swallowed our pride and we smiled our best

Bricks and morter, Kingdom of Stone
Where do you go when you're all alone
They'll carve your name where you lie
And I for one no tears will cry

Greed knows no boundaries, greed doesn't feel
I'm damned if I'll die for a profiting deal
The woman next door she just passed away
'Cause the rent got so high that she just couldn't pay
And there in the bed she closed up her eyes
The last time she gazed on this world of lies
With nowhere to go and nothing to say
She went to the next world and the bastard he smiled

Bricks and morter, Kingdom of Stone
Where do you go when you're all alone
They'll carve your name where you lie
And I for one no tears will cry

Oh Lord, won't you tell me I'm sure I don't know
What makes some people so callous and cold
I've lived in this house for forty-four years
My children were born here, it's here I'll grow old
A curse on you, Bastard Landlord be damned
Who needs one more house like a beach needs more sand
I'll stay here 'til I'm done only nobody knows
Was never meant one man should treat others so (?)