all the world loves taxes/loves to pay 'em through the nose/global corporations/love to work those ratios/but after you have taxed 'em/you will find Swiss bank accounts/for corporations growing/in amazing large amounts.
The summer streets are running red/the violence leads to mass dread/the heat waves always melt restraint/so gangs touch up their old war paint/the latest horde of thugs suggest/we ought to hide in our ice chest.
The price of meat is elevated/leaving wallets much truncated/a piece of liver costs the same/as losing at a poker game/even pork and beans are priced/like it was a diamond heist/like that king of Babylon/we'll soon be forced to eat our lawn!
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