THE TAXPAYERS LYRICS

"The Business Man"

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 chapel, a steeple, and a pile of
blankets outside of Trinity Cathedral. Every weekday morning
he would walk right by with a three piece suit, new shoes,
and a tie. And this dead face, real hate in his eyes. In
such a devilish way he would materialize. He was put there
to rob from men like me – from the broken down scoundrels
that live on the street. So I prepared for his initial
attack; I said to myself, “Henry, you gotta watch your own
back. You wanna make it outta here alive, you better learn
to improvise.” So there we were: one morning at dawn, he
appeared at the church with the cold autumn fog, briefcase in
hand, walking towards me. So I jumped from my blankets and
sunk my teeth right into his ear and ripped it right off.
Blood poured down onto his luxury watch. He ran away and I
went back to sleep, and when the cops arrived, man, I was relieved.
I said, “Thank god ya'll are here. This bastard in a
business suit just tried to rob me. And you know what? I
think he might have been the devil.”

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