Текст песни Blah Blah Blah - Middleman

He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah
He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah

I develop my land with usurious hands
Cramming tenants into prefab mini-wigwams.
Doing well has never been a sin
So when I wrap at your canvas I expect "come in."
I live for giving homes in my tents
I don't care about your milk money, give me my rent!
I'm like arranged marriage, we've got an engagement.
I wave from radios, and smile from every station.
Can't refute the small fee for each tepee
It dry-cleans my suits and my cowboy boots.
We play Western games of mercenary hate,
Give me paper or I'll take scissors to your face.
Your breath is the labour in my factory,
You're a cog in my matter-of-fact machine,
Turning the next in my production line
With domi-no-chance against financial decline.

He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah
He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Building castles on sand was part of my game plan,
Now the same hand is buying more wasteland.
Bad mortgages say I'm to blame
And the mighty will fall like only tent frames can.
Small payments from the poor
Ensure I can gold-plate my first-born.
Rich renters get bored with office life,
Lured by cheap rent and open skies.
They're shackled to increasing leases by small print
Next prisoner please!
Money's coming in, I'm summering in Monaco
While minions bring in my millions and buy new property.
Some find my wigwams plain,
But décor ain't my domain.
I build castles on despair,
Whilst I grow rich beyond compare.

He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah
He's talking at me and he's like blah blah blah blah
And I'm not listening I'm like, yeah yeah yeah yeah