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Ode To The Revenuer

Here's two fingers to the tax man
And here's two fingers more
For I've invested wisely
Hidden safely there off shore.
You can try and catch me
But I don't think you can
It's all been nicely sanitised
By a Panamanian laundry man.
I'm in good company
I can tell you that
There's the PM's late daddy and
 One of those who robbed Brinks Matt.
And we'll all pull together
To keep our accumulated wealth
For we can afford the experts
In subterfuge and stealth
We are the monied few
Not your smelly peasant classes
We are the rulers of the land
Not your underclass masses
So, All hail the Bullingdon Boys
Let's Drink the Loyal Toast
To that loyal Panamanian banker
Who's helped us save the most.
Here's two fingers to the Revenue
You'll not get any more
' cos I've got my money
Invested safely there offshore

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