Fixing America In 500 Words Or
Less
Chapter 68
TAXES
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Sing a song of taxes
Workin'-class cancer sore
Tea in Boston harbor
An' revolutionary war
Of givin' to the rich
And takin' from the poor
Sing a song of taxes
Let's even up the score
Sing a song of taxes
In the presidential pew
Throw in greased senators an'
Corrupt congressmen in the brew
Add a depraved governor
The education regency board
A few greedy city council members
And Attila the Hun's great horde
Let's all tax the trucker
For drivin' down the road
And tax the company janitor
For cleanin' the commode
Put a levy on the mechanic
For changin' auto oil
Don't forget the tired farmer
For turnin' up the soil
Tax the college student
For learnin' how to think
And tax the hotel maid
For scrubbin' out the sink
Don't overlook the waitress
For servin' up the food
And tax the exotic lady
For dancin' in the nude
Let's tax the faithful mother
For bringin' up her son
And tax our country's children
For chewin' bubble gum
Put a tax on entertainment
Cigarettes and the liquor store
Raise sales tax, shift the burden
To the homeless and the poor
Sing a song of taxes
Fight illegal wars for oil
Slash aid for the veterans
Pig out on the corporate spoil
Privatize social security
Fill the purse of the Wall Street whore
Reduce firefighters, police and
The planet's health just ignore
Build some MX-missiles
And a B-51 or two
Ring the world with laser weapons
Paint 'em all red, white and blue
Print up some cardboard money
Who cares if we all go broke?
Who will notice it's our fault
When the planet goes up in smoke?
Supply-side neo-conmen
With a trillion dollar ripoff scam
Give the poor half a cup of water
And the rich Grand Cooley Dam
Borrow from our children's future
On the backs of the workin'-class
Buy the wealthy a few more yachts
While the rest take it in the ass
Tax us up every orifice
Keep givin' us the screw
An', next time the vote comes 'round
Find out what the people can do
Run your pork fat butts outta office
Put your family on the welfare line
You'll be in some federal hole
Bottoms up, doin' hard rock time
Sing a song of taxes
At the U.S. National Bank
Open up the vaults
Clean out the septic tank
Cry out from the gutter
Beat on your garbage can
If there's a God in heaven up above
Save us all from the taxman !
Sing a song of taxes
Workin'-class cancer sore
Tea in Boston harbor
An' revolutionary war
Of givin' to the rich
And takin' from the poor
WE'RE ALL MAD AS HELL
AND WE AIN'T GONNA TAKE NO MORE !
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