Dope House

(Melanie Thompson)

Bankers say real estate is a good investment. And having a mortgage improves your credit score. Wonder what they invest in? To me the whole banking system is corrupt. I wrote these lyrics with banks in mind. It's the pitch of a corrupt banker to a potential investor.

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Verse 1. There's a little square house on elm street. A psychedelic retreat. A secret knock pops the three-bolt lock. It's a habitat for repeats. The ceiling drips the morphine. The floors are laced with codeine. Paint to sniff. Sniff all you wish. Enough to make your eyes sting. Chorus. This house is dope. Built to last. Stay afloat. More power than the Pope. Strong enough to buy a vote. This house is dope. Tear it down. That's a joke. Fast money. High gross. Drug dealers are the goats. Verse 2. Windows caked with angel dust. Cotton walls hold needle crust. Chimney smoke. Take a toke. Choke until your lungs bust. The candy dish holds phennies, uppers, downers, bennies. Get carpet rash from carpet hash. The hazards here are many. Chorus. This house is dope. Built to last. Stay afloat. More power than the Pope. Strong enough to buy a vote. This house is dope. Tear it down. That's a joke. Fast money. High gross. Drug dealers are the goats. Verse 3. There's a kitchen you can dine in. Junk chairs to get high in. Copper pots to cook the dots. The acid quick to kick in. There are bedrooms you can sleep in, overdose or die in. A priest on call. And that's not all. A hall your heirs can cry in. Chorus. This house is dope. Built to last. Stay afloat. More power than the Pope. Strong enough to buy a vote. This house is dope. Tear it down. That's a joke. Fast money. High gross. Drug dealers are the goats. Verse 4. There's a bathroom if you need one. With a crackhead you can piss on. Snort your trash. Flushed your stash. A plunger to rely on. The carport has a tunnel. A get-the-hell-out-of-Dodge-now funnel. The hostess has the backdoor pass. She's trained in all things subtle. Chorus. This house is dope. Built to last. Stay afloat. More power than the Pope. Strong enough to buy a vote. This house is dope. Tear it down. That's a joke. Fast money. High gross. Drug dealers are the goats.

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