Guess who’s stepped back through the front door
Put the microphone down, the landlords have moved in
Evil laughter. Hard to work out what’s serious and what isn’t. Great production by Bless Beats
Subliminal fear of having the landlord arrive at your house, I suppose, recast as a threat from the opposite perspective.
Don’t want your rent money baby
Under my door
I don’t wanna be your landlord anymore
Humanisation of the landlord. Good to see.
Don’t mess up my day landlord…
… is my probably-wildly-inaccurate attempt at translating the chorus from Kiswahili.