Once the daddy was
cool
The children had
millions
They didn’t have to
declare taxes
They could go on
free spending
Once their mother said
She saved it when
she was young
It was the
villagers who could believe her
The millions flowed
into her hands
Once the daddy said
It was the donation
from a king
It was the money
plundered
Travelled around
the bushes
Now the taxman came
Charged them with
late taxes
They will scream
persecution
Once the daddy couldn’t
care
We believe in karma
We know we can’t
escape her dragnet
Once we do wrong in
our ways
Our sins we will have
to pay
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