Written to the melody of "Lucy in the sky with Diamonds" by the Beatles.
I don't mind paying taxes, but geez, must we get taxed on everything. Before long we will be getting taxed on the air we breath- hold your breathe.
Picture yourself in your state, as a giver Seeing some of your green, saying- "good-bye" The government calls- you answer quite slowly Tax collectors coming, must tighten your tie Insane powers that take all your green Take till the time you are dead They take from some people; without any care And their gone Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds...blah They hunt you down to fill up their fountains Where blue collar workers pull up their flies Everyone knows that they're all taking showers Like everyone knows that Superman flies We keep paying taxes more and more They're waiting to take it away They reach in your pockets as deep as they can And it's gone Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds...blah Picture yourself without paying taxes You'd have a lot more money to- "buy" Politician promiser's run for election But the taxman is coming, must tighten your tie Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds Government in the sky with diamonds...blah
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