Birthright by The Mall [punk] Lyrics

I get it
I get it
You can get the rough look
Exactly right
Without a chance of failure
Or the stress of scraping by

You dream of big things
Out of love for your city
Out of love for your city

Dream of big things!
Out of love for your city
Out of love for your city

But don't you dream of being a landlord?
But don't you dream of being a landlord?
But don't you dream of being a landlord?
But don't you dream of being a landlord?
Your birthright
You deserve!
To get it!
You were born at the top of the pile
To come to us
As some sort of favor
To gain our trust
Before the day you come to collect
The part we haven't seen yet
We haven't seen yet

How many of my friends are waiting
To suck me dry
And watch me die?
How many of my friends are waiting
To suck me dry
And watch me die?

I know you dream of being a landlord
I know you dream of being a landlord
I know you dream of being a landlord
And it's always been about control
I know you dream of being a landlord
And it's always been about control