Lyrics:

I want to keep my money
And give away absolutely nothing
To the government who moderates
My spending and obliterates (it)
Depending on the time of the year
Brutality is near

In the form of income tax
I'd rather take a fucking axe
To my face
Blow up this place
With you all in it
I'd do it in a minute

If I could write off your murder
I'd save all of my receipts
Because I'd rather you be dead
Than lose a tiny shred
Of what I made this fiscal year

I'd rather you be dead
Than ponder parting with my second home
I'd rather you be dead
Than consider not opening a restaurant
I'd rather you be dead
I'd rather you be dead

Prepare the laser beam
We're gonna use it tonight
Engage the laser beam
It's gonna end your life
We're gonna use it tonight

If I could write off your murder
I'd save all of my receipts
Because I'd rather you be dead
Than lose a tiny shred
Of what I made this fiscal year

I'd rather you be dead
Than ponder parting with my second home
I'd rather you be dead
Than consider not opening a restaurant
I'd rather you be dead
I'd rather you be dead now

Be dead, now
Be dead, now
Be dead, now
Be dead