Work work work night and day
But they'll take it all away
You think you're earning more
But is only another sore
You're told you don't pay enough
But you know it's all a bluff
In the end what you pay's double
You're covering up all the troubles
NO MORE TAX
They'll take even your blood
They will sell it and make a buck
When you're off sick it doesn't matter
One more reason to get better
They need money so they put them up
Suckers like you pay and shut up
NO MORE TAX
They bleed you dry
Now they want more
On and on you're still obeying
Poor bastard like you keep on paying
NO MORE TAX
