Death & Taxes

I’ve got some business of my own …. And I wanna show ya

I got a pistol in my home …. Friend of the family

There’s a price upon my head …. Deep in misery

There’s a dice that must be thrown …. Lost integrity

My wanted posters look the same

Stapled there without no frame

If death and taxes stay away

Could I live another day

Another day, another day

Another day, another day

I swore an oath upon this day …. Wanna tell ya

I’ve got some thoughts inside my brain …. So dark and dismal like

I got a bike when I was six …. I painted it cherry red

I like the smell of crazy chicks …. That wreck my bed at night

My wanted posters look the same

Stapled there without no frame

If death and taxes stay away

Could I live another day

Another day, another day

Another day, another day