FairTax Blues - F
A satire based on the tune "Folsom Prison Blues"
I (I) hear the Taxman comin’, he's controllin’ what I spend,
And I ain’t seen a millionaire since, I don't know when.
I'm (IV) stuck with their tax burden, this crime keeps naggin' (I) on,
But that (V7) taxman keeps a tollin' and all my money's (I) gone.
While I am just a poor boy, my account told me, "Son,
Always be a saver, don't ever play with funds."
But I bought a house in Reno, just some land to buy,
When I hear that taxman comin', I hide my money and cry.
I bet they’re eatin’ arugula, just like a Climate Czar,
They’re probably drinkin’ Brandy, and dippin’ big cigars.
Well, I know I had it comin’, I know I can’t be tax free,
Those politicians keep a taxin’, and that’s what tortures me.
Well, they freed me from my money, but if a flat tax was mine,
I bet I'd spend it on, a little farther down the line.
Far from their tax burden, shopping is how I'd pay,
And I'd let that FairTax, blow my tax blues away.
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