Lyrics

[Intro] Here Ethel Yes John Are you sure you've locked those windows? Errr I don't know [Hook] Are you sure you've closed the windows? Are you sure you've locked the doors? 'Cause the very way the wind blows And your fortunes are no more [Verse 1] I'm the squalor man, call me bottom dollar man Me? I'll rob your fam and disappear like a hologram I know a squatter shottin' grams of this Rotterdam He's making parmesan so it's obvious I gotta scam I got a plan to rob a van full of imbeciles I'm the sort of man who puts a ladder to your window sill I robbed your flat, no remorse, just a ring and till You can ring thе bill, it's more fuel for the innеr thrills I'm a sinner and I'm living out a sinners fate I'm the kinda guy who'll take the dinner from your dinner plate I'm in your gates while your heads on a pillowcase Watching documentaries about the way gorillas mate [Hook] Are you sure you've closed the windows? Are you sure you've locked the doors? 'Cause the very way the wind blows And your fortunes are no more [Verse 2] I'm in your space and I'm flicking through your scummy mags Looking for the place where you've hidden all your money bags Until it's you then it's just another funny gag You ain't gonna laugh when I'm burgling your crummy pad And as a kid there wasn't nuttin' you could say to me Money weren't available and no one ever played with me Sweets weren't affordable, poverty was plain to see First course of action was to burgle me a bakery So I was eating cakes straight for a few weeks Turning over cars never turning over new leafs And I'll be there contemplating when you do sleep Will it be ya house or a flat or ya new jeep And certain streets where ya have to pay the crack tax You can see us scamming in the hood on your backpack And none of us are tryna be another fat Pat Out to jack flats and got trapped in the cat flap [Hook] Are you sure you've closed the windows? Are you sure you've locked the doors? 'Cause the very way the wind blows And your fortunes are no more Are you sure you've closed the windows? Are you sure you've locked the doors? 'Cause the very way the wind blows And your fortunes are no more