what do i know about taxes?
not too much,
i must admit
but I might know a little bit, if you ask us
I don't much like taxes
I just paid all of mine,
I cleared up all my fines
and my wanted poster's not up no more
in walmart
I saw a scribe
and he was writing down the names of all
that little's ones that went missing
I have to say,
and I must admit,
that even parents have to pay the world
their taxes
what do i know about dying? not too much,
I must confide but I might have
stepped inside a little bit too early tonight
"I don't much like to die", so I kept my breath,
I cheated death and the reaper; now i don't fear them anymore.
I have to say,
and I must admit
that even the rulers have to pay the dirt their taxes