Master of the House Lyrics

My band if soaks my den of disolutes
My dirty jokes my always pissed as
newts my sons of whores
spend their lives in my inn
homing pigeons homing in
they fly through my doors and they
crawled out on all fours
Welcome Monsieur sit yourself down
and meet the best innkeeper in town
as for the rest all of them crooks
riokinh