"Audit"
old Uncle Sam
wants some of my cash
the things that he spends it for
are peculiar
screams for my quarters
for nickels he wails
I hid a few pennies
and wound up in jail
all the tax dollars
build bombs right away
they drop them across the world
the very next day
Taxation
in this nation
Representation
where's it gone?
Taxation
Indignation
I'll just try to forget it
and then I'll die
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