from Unreleased

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There's an awful lotta people deep in trouble you know

Ain't got a penny in'er pocket, fifty million they owe

So it seem like there got to be an end it sight

To this recession, depression that we all in tonight.

I ain't cryin' a whole lotta who shot who.

I just wish I could forget about my double-u two.



Franchise, white lies, federal excise, get wise, i-to-mize,

Get yourself a enterprise and burn the place down

Can go for broke

'Less they catch you with the matches

Then it ain't no joke, folks.

The government don't care if you're Fu Manchu.

Everybody got to do the double-u two.

D-D-D-Deducts, deluxe, write-offs, right-on,



The IRS wanna tax my song.

So long to makin' money, it costs too much.

Take my baby to the movie, but we got to go... dutch.

It's a touch said but what can you do?

Everybody got to do the double-u two.



I was tryin' to keep a little bid'ness from offa the books.

I was tired of givin' money to them capitalist crooks.

Looks like my little method mighta worked out

For a simple little somethin' I did not tell them about.

The taxman said you best recompute,

We gonna take away your house and your VW too.

I guess the government can do anything they wanna do

Everybody got to do the, do the double-u two.



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