Dr Syntax - My House [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Spoken Intro]
I can't live like this, just look at the state of it, we're not students anymore

Yeah, I'm gonna burn this place right down to the ground
I'm gonna burn this place right down to the ground
Any day now
You'll see

[Verse 1]
Yo, this is some house we really lucked out
It's one house where the fun never runs out
I'm just joking it's fucked up and run down
Plus the atmosphere is about to erupt now
We are five guys here living five lives here
Some work through the day some are night time here
And we thought we could all live a nice life here
Now it seems that wasn't such a bright idea
The front room smells like a barn, the bathrooms like revolutionary France
Towels on the floor toilet full of skid marks
Someone's written on the wall like it was a flip chart
Whichever pricks broken the window is obviously somebody that nobody here knows
I don't think its long before we come to blow
I might wait until the're all asleep and then cut their throats

[Hook]
Cus this is my house but i'm telling you it's not my home
Cus it's a fact if i had enough cold hard cash in a flash i'd be going it alone, going it alone
Cus this is my house but i'm telling you it's not my home
Cus i would burn the place down to the ground if i found a way of making sure nobody would know, nobody would know

[Verse 2]
I talk to the landlord more than friends of mine cus one guys never tried paying rent on time
He never gave his number when the first cheques were signed
So now i'm taking all his calls like the debts were mine
I never see him cus he never goes to bed at night
And sleeps all day so we live separate lives
Now and then you see him looking like a celebi
He comes down and fills the sink up with egg and rice
My girlfriends gettin sick of me its killin me, she'll never visit me because shes scared of getting dysentery
Shes gettin itchy feet, i put it down to the man house when we take a piss we don't lift the seat
FYI FML there's something on the mirror i can tell isn't hair gel
There's no air just dead cells, shit i might as well sit and drink meths in the stairwell

[Hook]

[Outro]