Lyrics The Lodgers - The Style Council
Dont
get
settled
in
this
place
The
lodgers
terms
are
a
disgrace
No
peace
for
the
wicked
- only
war
on
the
poor
They′re
batting
on
pickets
- trying
to
even
the
score
It's
all
inclusive
- the
dirt
comes
free
And
you
can
be
all
that
you
want
to
be
Oh
an
equal
chance
and
an
equal
say
But
equally
there′s
no
equal
pay
There's
room
on
top
- if
you
toe
the
line
And
if
you
believe
all
this
you
must
be
out
of
your
mind
There's
only
room
for
those
the
same
Those
who
play
the
leeches
game
Don′t
get
settled
in
this
place
The
lodger′s
terms
are
in
disgrace
Getcha
brains
blown
out
- in
a
captain's
mess
Stand
for
the
Queen
if
you
can
stand
the
test
It′s
all
thrown
in
and
the
lies
come
free
And
you
can
be
all
that
they
want
you
to
be
Oh
if
you
work
hard
you
can
be
the
boss
But
if
you
don't
work
at
all
then
that′s
nobody's
loss
There′s
room
on
top
- if
you
dig
in
low
And
the
idea
is
what
they
reap,
you
sow
With
an
old
school
tie
and
a
reference
You
can
cover
up
crimes
in
their
defence
It's
all
thrown
in
and
the
lies
come
free
And
you
can
be
all
that
they
want
you
to
be
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