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friends are dying And it's hard to hold it steady when half your friends are dead already We got taxmen coming around the back in their Kevlar vests
women taxmen, Uniformed whores, They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law This world is full, So full of crashing bores, And I must be one, 'Cos no
women taxmen, Uniformed whores, They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law This world is full, So full of crashing bores, And I must be one, 'Cos no
Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores They who wish to hurt you Work within the law [Chorus] This world is full, oh So full of crashing bores
taxmen acting like buffoons Tasteless microbes Go to hell Help you, help you, help you live You've got the social rumble and you can't seem to breath
sculpts the human frame If Jesus dined with lepers With taxmen and with sluts With mercy, we unlock the door The bigot firmly shuts Hail Mary, Allah,
the songs. The paperwork Was in my name, and when the taxmen came And popped us seven figures for unpaid Taxes, no one made a move but me I bailed them out
Military leaders who deploy They are a doylum And we are toys Uncle Jim drives in the white van Taxmen steal because they can Ones who charge too much for
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