SLUMLORD! My place ain't worth shit

Nothing works my ceiling leaks quite a bit

Slumlord you're a pain in my fat ass

There's a blizzard coming and I've got no gas

I said now man, I knew you'd blow it

And if I had grass I'd make you mow it

EVERYDAY! Just 'cause you're a prick

And for once I'd want things my way



I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY RENT

I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY...



SLUMLORD! I'll kill you to death, man

I'll knock your house down with

A wrecking ball so there's nothing left

Me and the unabomber will send you a bomb

I said I'll blow up your ass

And all my problems will be gone

Now I've had enough of these tricks

That you think you can play on me

This ain't Three's Company you Mr. Roper wanna be

I've had enough of your games

And I've had enough of your lies

When will you recognize

That it's you that I despise



I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY RENT

I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY...



SLUMLORD! I'm not paying my rent

Because I took that money and I had it all spent

On food and arms 'cause I'm preparing my troops

Us tenants have banded together

And we're coming in groups

To fuck up your shit and overthrow your ass

The mission of optimism will reign at last

So forget your negative ways

Get me out of this realty haze

This bullshit makes me crazed

I think I might move out today



I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY RENT

I'VE GOT PROBLEMS WITH MY...



PAY THE RENT! FIX MY SINK!