"You know I work hard for every penny don't you think I deserve it all?" "Oh the law, the law, the law son there are flaws in the lawīut, in the end I just answer to God boy I'm just doing my job!" Which I cannot except, such frustration that I wept For my friend the taxman, he is my father and he tallies numbers all day, yes he knows his numbers you could say! He taxes income! I asked him how come? No woman to face, just a note that said baby I've sailed away right out of my caveĬaught a swell, caught a wave To another inspiring place my friend the bureaucrat, he just accepts all that I know a farmer, I know his vision I know his struggle, I know his hope know a futurist, he is an optimist and he knows a young waitress and he's trying to coax her out of her caveīy smiling, by winking by saying you know it's good for us to talk, yeah it's good to talk.īut I got home too late, from one of my escapades We're coming out of our caves, Coming out of our caves We're coming out of our caves, Coming out of our cave They are all archetypes, people that I might like to be While screaming fuck the man, he gave into the land. I know a business man, he scrapped his business plan
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