Big Brother Gov's Magical Taxation Show

Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show by Neil Diamond

A Paddy Whack©
Big Brother Gov's Magical Taxation Show

Got crisis hype and the thieves hangin' round
As they pass more unsound taxes - sweet
Move-On Dot Org and the insider clowns
Hangin' round sellin' that liberal bleat
Sits an ill-bred gent, lyin' down with fleas
And that gossip group, sellin' you and me

It's Gov! Brother! Gov!
Big Brother Gov's Magical Taxation Show (Halle-halle)
Don't want no Babies, We'll stab the old ladies
And liberty goes, 'cause nobody knows, Bigger Gov Blows.

Soon Obama will speak and when you'd almost hurl
'Cause he talks like a girl - he walks in
Eyes black as coal and when he lifts his face
Teleprompter's in place; here's the spin
Startin' soft and slow, Like an oily snake!
What he says ain't so, Liberty's at stake!

It's Gov! Brother! Gov!
Big Brother Gov's Magical Taxation Show (Halle-halle)
Don't want no Babies, We'll stab the old ladies
And liberty goes, 'cause nobody knows, Bigger Gov Blows. (Hallelujah!)

Brothers (halle-hallelujah), I said Brothers (hallelujah)
Now you got yourself two good jobs (halle-hallelujah)
And when you brother is unemployed
You gotta dig deep into your wallet (hallelujah)
'Cause that's what it's there for (halle-hallelujah)
And when your tax is doubled
You gotta know it's for your fellow-man (hallelujah)
We want your share
'Cause that's what you're here for (halle-hallelujah)

Take my hand in yours, Wallets send my way!
In your heart you know, I'll take it anyway!
halle-halle-halle-halle-halle-halle-halle-halle

Gov, Brother, Gov, Big Brother Gov's Magical Taxation Show
Don't want no babies, We'll stab the old ladies
And Liberty goes ... (repeat)