Prayer To A Landlord - Jarle Bernhoft

Smog is drifting aimlessly over these crowded streets

Gloomy houses do their best to keep people in

Dark days approaching, the brick lanes get lethal

Under cheap signs in cardboard I see faces shine

With struggles and pride

Keep it all, keep it alive

I understand how you’re thinking

Your profits are shrinking

I know, it must hurt your feelings

But these streets were built by my brothers

My sisters, dads and mothers

Keep it alive, don’t extort souls for malls

Keep it alive, ain’t just bricks gonna fall

Take a look around the town and tell me what you see

Where would you like to sit down and have a drink on me?

My treat totally, just follow my lead

So leave you credit cards at home for one day

No shares sold today

Watch this town when it’s alive

It might just blow your top off

Make you laugh, or make you swallow

I know, I’ve seen it every day

Nuns, students, beggars, thieves and workmen

Your own kind if you let them

Keep it alive, don’t extort souls for malls

Keep it alive, ain’t just bricks gonna fall

What is a town, dead and buried?

A legend for posterity

Keep it, keep it alive