Текст песни Middleman - Blah Blah Blah

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 d