silverfish are swimming in and out of my walls

my heat is out -- you don't return my calls

the snow is drifted up -- i can't get my mail

my faith in mankind is beginning to fail...

..kind of like my washer and my dryer

the latter of which sets my clothes on fire

evil, evil man -- i'm under your spell

but everybody knows you're the landlord from hell

i can't believe the things that you're doing to me

i can't believe the rotten things you've done to me

my windows don't close and my sinks don't drain

on a sunny day my roof can't keep out the rain

find a buyer and i'm ready to sell

but i'll be sure to tell the suckers you're a landlord from hell

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the floor is buckled, the furnace belches smoke

when i turn on the faucet i'm sure to get soaked

the outlets aren't grounded, i always get a shock

upwards around fourteen hundred kilowatts

i pay my bills and nothing gets done

you're a sadomasochist who thinks it's fun

you're an evil man, you ain't norman fell

that's why landlord i'll see you in hell