TAX MAN BLUES

 

There’s no escaping from the taxman, 
there ain’t no doubt, he’s on my tail 

Looking around to get all he can, 

Be careful, there’s a paper trail 

Tax your liquor, tax your gas, 

When I’m dead and gone it goes on, he’ll tax my… 

 

Ask yourself, does he play fair, hiding new taxes, everywhere, 

Too much money goes down the loo, 
They just borrow more and we pay that too, 

Free enterprise is not so free, the taxman, is squeezing you and me 

 

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He’s got a cash cow, strap on the feed bag (x3), milk that baby dry 

 

You earn a dollar and lose 33 cents, 
Looking for a loophole to ease that dent, 

So under the table, you make some dough, 
Careful how you spend it, can’t show it no more, 

The only tax shelter is what you save, 
Stashing your cash with a garden spade 

 

CHORUS

 

Tax your liquor, tax your gas, when I’m dead and gone, he’ll tax my ass 

Rules and regulations, tax investigations, 
Political implications, I need a vacation, from the taxman

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