Taxloss — текст песни (mansun)

Hell be your taxloss lover from liverpool

Taxloss lover if the truth be told

Taxloss lover still lives in the war

Taxloss lover touching 74

Ah, come back to me

We want your money, taxloss

We think you are stupid

We give you money cos our assets are fluid yeah

Well sell you down the river

Just remember that we said wed deliver you



Sign on the line and well give you the money

And then youll be mine and well fly somewhere sunny

And youll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory

Youre a taxloss, come back to me

We want your money, taxloss



Hell be your taxloss lover and his name is bert

Taxloss lover and hes always a flirt

Your taxloss lover into kinky sex

Your taxloss lover wears a cracking dress



Sign on the line and well give you the money

And then youll be mine and well fly somewhere sunny

Youll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory

Were a taxloss, come back to me

We want your money, taxloss



Sign on the line and well give you the money

And then youll be mine and well fly somewhere sunny

And youll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory

A taxloss, come back to me

We want your money, taxloss



Taxloss, mod rock

Junk pop, chart hop

Mop top, swap shop

Whod you nick your cliche off