 Genius Lyrics
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The Taxpayers – The Business Man
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[Verse - 1] / God, it never got easy, but it sure got good when the / Business man came to my adopted neighborhood / There was a bird I named Frank, a palace, a steeple, and a pile
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The Taxpayers – Easy Money
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Easy money comes in through the back door when calamity strikes anywhere / It take the hardest hit, it takes the biggest fucked, and then it turns em out for just a couple of bucks
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The Taxpayers – Stealing Apples from the Man
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Setting: Bellingham / Action: Stealing apples from the man / Characters: Dianne and three young dudes in a travelin' band! / Went to their land; sabotage was the plan / For 30
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The Taxpayers – From Venezuela with Love
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Waxed and new, an invertebrate too, and a megaphone for a voice / An electric head, it appears braindead, and a privilege instead of a choice / American eyes, an American mouth
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The Taxpayers – Pain Unlike Another
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An asphalt lot with an ever-present fog / A tilting floor and a gaping sense of loss / Where nobody knows my name / I’ll build my house and hide away / That place will be the place
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The Taxpayers – Some Rotten Man
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[Verse - 1] / They stuck you in the dirt, while i was still away / Nobody had the decency to tell me about it anyways / Well, I guess it's for the best they laid you down to rest
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The Taxpayers – Rarely At Least
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Is it right to carry hope / When you’ve hurt somebody so badly? / In this town, there are more malefactors than saints on the ground / And the ones that hurt the most never get the
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The Taxpayers – Militaristic Kitchen
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This is a militaristic kitchen, this is a pluralistic sideshow / Get off the hesitation, get off the fucking sidewalk, I love you / No borders, no boundaries, no authorities, no
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The Taxpayers – Call Me Linda
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“Even though I told people to call me Linda, that was another girl’s name. I had to change my name several times because of what I had done, or rather, what had been done to me
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The Taxpayers – The Cold Front
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Unchecked growth climbing up the walls / Clear and calculating, mathematically-involved individuals resolve that: / “When the Cold Front hits, all you people better hit the deck
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The Taxpayers – Hellfire
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They took you to the river in October / When the ground is soft enough to dig a hole / But the devils did not want you, so they buried you alive / Now they argue over where to rest
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The Taxpayers – The Lights
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And the lights go on as the belts grow tighter / It seems more difficult to walk through the fire / To walk through the fire on your own / You gotta hold it back when you learn it
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The Taxpayers – Montana
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[Chorus] / Stuck on a fucking train in Montana / Stuck on a fucking train in Montana / Up against the wall and bored out of my skull, God damn it / [Verse 1] / Going to Ohio / What
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The Taxpayers – Medicines
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[Intro] / 1-2-1-2-3-4 / [Verse 1] / We came across a pharmacy / With its windows busted out / Pushed on through the broken glass / And had ourselves a look around / The medicines
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The Taxpayers – Weapon of God
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[Verse 1] / Dead black meadows, crimson waves / These broken nightmares on your plate; / Believe me, I am a weapon of god too / Crumbled bones inside a sock / The ticking of a
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The Taxpayers – New German Lullaby
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Though you're hung up on the road, don't ever feel like you couldn't come home / When you're staring down the face of the ghost by the grace of the poison in you / Just leave right
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The Taxpayers – As the Sun Beat Down
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“As the Sun Beat Down” is the opening track on The Taxpayers' 2012 concept album “God Forgive You Bastards”
The song briefly details the birth of the album’s central character
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The Taxpayers – The Bottom
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I have been at the steps of the powerful elite / And I have been at the hands of a cold-blooded machine / But from the buildings on Broadway to the 15th precinct / Every
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The Taxpayers – Evil Men
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Lonnie is drowning in the fountain, while all the wolves prepare off in the surrounding mountains / This hum in the air and this death in the room, it will pick us apart if we don'
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The Taxpayers – Fuck America
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Looks like the monsoons are coming / To ruin the 4th of July / It always ends up exactly like this / Every year at exactly this time / Oh, I went outside, took down the flag
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The Taxpayers – Hand Me That Knife
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[spoken] / When the clock struck midnight / She awoke to a roaring noise outdoors / With a sense of dread, she put on her coat and slippers / Slowly crept to the door and turnt the
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The Taxpayers – Needle's Eye
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I want your sincerity, you know. I want a song that will dig into my bones. I want a place to live where I can raise my kids, settle down with you and call it a home / I want a
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The Taxpayers – Molotov
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Molotov! Flying at the mayor / Molotov! Tearin' down the walls. (Hey! Hey!) / Molotov! For the filthy politicians / Within the hour now, we're takin over city hall / What a man to
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The Taxpayers – Plant Oak
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Mother Mary, make me good. Give me money. Give me hope / Where is the door? What should I do? Clouds have gathered under you / Hey, Saint Michael, fallen from grace - you arch
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The Taxpayers – Go Fetch a Priest
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Oh my, my, my, mother, it feels like death / Is breathing down my neck / Some sickness is in my stomach / And my skin is pale and red / Come back home to tell ya / I'd forget you
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The Taxpayers – We are the Hellhounds
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Take me home, off the road to the shore / Make a home with the poor / Give us all your spare change, there is no such thing as money here anymore / I set fire to the trash cans
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The Taxpayers – Invader
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The lice have made a home inside the hoses of the radiator / I can never sleep at night under this city’s neon haze / Everybody here is an invader of a human body / Cellular
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The Taxpayers – Better Have The Time
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Wake up at 11 am in the morning, put the kettle on high / Make the bell stop ringing / Listen to the screaming all the time / Well, you goddamn people sure do make it clear / If
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The Taxpayers – Lynch Pins
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Wake up and find your city lost / Try to muscle out of bed / Flex your hands, remind yourself about the plan, count down from ten / Get your pipes and chains / Try to remember what
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The Taxpayers – Everything is Awful
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Same damn time / Same fucking place / Everything around here is awful / Something isn't right here / But I can't put my finger on it / Same damn time / Same fucking place
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The Taxpayers – The Windows Break
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Piles and piles / Of old magazines / Windows locked up and hidden from the street / In a crawlspace, forgotten money / People tensing and waiting to come back home / You can feel
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The Taxpayers – Bike Cops
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You got caught up in U-locks, played chicken with bike cops / Danced badly with employees at hotel picket lines / Stole copies from Kinko's, spray painted the windows / And slept
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The Taxpayers – Atlanta's Own
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The hyperactive and energetic follow-up to the opener of The Taxpayers' 2012 album “God Forgive These Bastards”
The song reenacts a major event in central character Henry Turner’s
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The Taxpayers – No Lodging for the Mad
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I have been making presentations / For a final escalation, I have been praying / To the god of giving up / She says, “Lock, lock, lock the door behind you, now / Before the
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The Taxpayers – Everybody Does a Little Cocksucking
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Everybody does a little cocksucking / When the bottle's dry and luck runs thin / We're filled between our teeth / Everybody does a little cocksucking / And even though you had to
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The Taxpayers – Purchase Rope
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This bus never comes on time when you need it to, and when it finally does the driver takes his break. And by the time you arrive, there ain't a person inside, and it's apparent
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The Taxpayers – Black Batons
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They weren't bloodied up by black batons or swallowed up by an angry mob / No, they got fucked up in a goddamn bar / Got into their mama's brand new car and drove on and on
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The Taxpayers – White Walls
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White walls! Bad setting! Black paint! Big holes! / This company is totally fucking backwards! / The lights stick in the folds / The rats that live in the basement / Have
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The Taxpayers – Something in the Water
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The drums are coming up like weeds along the line / And the features are becoming cruel / The kids are acting badly, like stray cats in a street fight / And there must be something
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