All
our lives in circle
We
have to move around
Some
get the gold
Some
get the mud
All
our lives in circle
We
get rich we get poor
It
is true hard work
It
is through lazy nights
Likewise
in a country
We
will get hooked in its net
Good
tax or poor tax
It
still burdens us all
The
powerful tell stories
We
need your money
But
where does it go?
The
tax still haunt us
All
our lives in circle
Sometimes
sunshine sometimes darkness
It
depends whom we elect to run the show
We
have to travel through
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