The Landlady Lyrics

Watch out for falling rocks, you know

The time has come for letting go

You paint a tiresome picture in my mind

We both survived on Sesame

My better half, she got the best of me

Work for the City and you'll always have a prayer

I saw the demo guys at sunrise

Swinging hammer on St. Patrick's Day

If there's another way to fall, I'll catch it

Summon your legs to lift your bags

A bowler hat and some tired rags

The landlady called and she said that this is the last straw

Are you some kind of art student?

So how are you going to pay me my rent?

I don't have time to hear about your latest flame

I saw the demo guys at sunrise

I shouted, "Don't forget to set your clock ahead!"

You save an hour but your soul, well, that's what she said

And she said

"Are the ladles gold, am I making sense?

I just want to impress upon the admiral

Where he goes is none of my business"