Lyrics:
Some people say man is made out of mud
a Statesman is made out of lots of bullcrud
crud and crap and garbage to boot
if propaganda doesn't get you then he's going to shoot
you keep printing up cash and what do you get?
a pile of worthless paper and you're deeper in debt
oh IRS don't you call me cause, I won't go-
taxes are theft! I don't owe you my soul
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
debts were in my name and they weren't even mine
social security, and wars overseas
because government says, "we do whatever we please".
you keep printing up cash and what do you get?
a pile of worthless paper and you're deeper in debt
oh IRS don't you call me cause, I won't go-
taxes are theft! I don't owe you my soul
I was born one morning in the drizzling rain
enslaved by some people and the State was their name
theyre distinguished by violence from all the rest
they destroy the competition cause they're simply "the best"
you keep printing up cash and what do you get?
a pile of worthless paper and you're deeper in debt
oh IRS don't you call me cause, I won't go-
taxes are theft! I don't owe you my soul
If you see them coming better step aside
a lot of men didn't and a lot of men died
we can only win together by spreading the word
the state is coercion and our voice will be heard
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