THE HOUSING MARKET ALWAYS WINS Lyrics

What is a painting but a vessel for art?

The value of which is determined by chance

Of whichever rich banker holds the taste

To prevent the Mona Lisa going to waste

Now substitute the frame for a wall

Oil on canvas for plasterboard

Let's call a spade a spade and finally admit

I'll buy a Michelangelo before a flat in Brunswick

How tragic the loss of the middle class

Who now will ignore my works of art?

Made by a beggar, wallet open wide

To receive patronage from blood red eyes

Who'd sooner see you swing than join the cause

It's all clenched fists until margin calls

The spreadsheet turns red and you get the call

No one wants to see you dance anymore

Can't afford a house, can't afford a car

At what point do we admit that it's gone too far?

It's a luxury to buy more than Homebrand

And visiting the doctor's an ambitious plan

From birth to death it's just day by day

Salt, money or nothing is my only wage

God won't make land so settle for this

My message in a bottle: 'more digital hiss'

And the housing market always wins

The punishment for our original sin

Since Cain bought Abel a granny flat

Then crushed his head to avoid the tax

Then all his sons they lived the dream

Staying in that house forever rent free

The mark of Cain brings loathsome fear

'Cause the city of Enoch was negatively geared

And the generations that Cain begat

Would wipe off the stain with riches that

A house can provide with its four walls

A privilege only needed by all

That's the lesson I learned anyway

You better have rich parents or else you pray

Our father in Heaven, Landlord above

I can pay the rent just give me one more month