charcoal suit

An Indi Rock pop track, a bit tongue in cheek, about the taxman & well how it is, i guess. lyrics: The clock is ticking on the kitchen wall I’ve worked forty years and I’ve given my all The mailbox rattles with a brand new bill A little more taken, a bigger bitter pill I’m looking at the ledger, looking at the line Where they took the years that used to be mine. He wore a charcoal suit and a polished grin Opened up the door and he walked right in He said, "Don't you worry 'bout the wealth you built" "We’ll tax the water, we’ll tax the guilt" "Put your faith in the system, put your head on the shelf" "I'm from the government, and I’m here to help." The price on life is going to the moon They say the "Golden Years" are coming soon But the gold’s been melted to pay for the debt On a promise they made that hasn’t been met I’ll be sixty-five and I’m punching the clock While the ship of state is hitting the rocks. They’re taking their cut of the crumbs in the box Tax the water, tax the light Tax the dream you had last night Calculate the future on a broken slate Sorry, my friend, you’ve reached us too late. We’ll just send you a fine.. All…. In… good.. time.. Yeah, he wore a charcoal suit and a polished grin Opened up the door and he walked right in He said, "Don't you worry 'bout the wealth you built" "We’ll tax the water, we’ll tax the guilt" (Lyrics by me, music by AI) "Put your faith in the system, put your head on the shelf" "I'm from the government, and I’m here to help." I used to see a finish line, a house beside the sea Now I just see a mountain that’s falling down on me The math don't ever balance, the clock don't ever stop And the people at the bottom keep the people at the top. I’m here to help... Just sign right here... We’ll take it from here... Don’t look at the math... We’re here to help. ©2026PM My, lyrics/songs/thoughts, in conjunction with AI Music creation.