Saturday, April 15, 2017

the banker will call


You have your tag
You hide it so well
When you are caught
You give your excuse

This is a donation
I never ask for it
It is banked into my account
A tag I hardly wear

Come on come on
Don't tell lies
The huge amount
The banker will call

The barking dogs hunt
The bones in the ground
They like it there
The solid gold of bones

This is a donation
I never ask for it
It is banked into my account
A tag I hardly wear

Come on come on
We aren't fools to play your game
We have enough on our plates
Don't tell lies

You have your tag
You hide it so well
We aren't fools to play your game
We have enough on our plates


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