David Wilcox
Do The W 2

There's an awful lotta people deep in trouble you know
Ain't got a penny in'er pocket, fifty million they owe
So it seem like there got to be an end it sight
To this recession, depression that we all in tonight.
I ain't cryin' a whole lotta who shot who.
I just wish I could forget about my double-u two.

Franchise, white lies, federal excise, get wise, i-to-mize,
Get yourself a enterprise and burn the place down
Can go for broke
'Less they catch you with the matches
Then it ain't no joke, folks.
The government don't care if you're Fu Manchu.
Everybody got to do the double-u two.
D-D-D-Deducts, deluxe, write-offs, right-on,

The IRS wanna tax my song.
So long to makin' money, it costs too much.
Take my baby to the movie, but we got to go... dutch.
It's a touch said but what can you do?
Everybody got to do the double-u two.

I was tryin' to keep a little bid'ness from offa the books.
I was tired of givin' money to them capitalist crooks.
Looks like my little method mighta worked out
For a simple little somethin' I did not tell them about.
The taxman said you best recompute,
We gonna take away your house and your VW too.
I guess the government can do anything they wanna do
Everybody got to do the, do the double-u two.



Mirror lyrics:


Everybody got to do the, do the double-u two.
I guess the government can do anything they wanna do
We gonna take away your house and your VW too.
The taxman said you best recompute,
For a simple little somethin' I did not tell them about.
Looks like my little method mighta worked out
I was tired of givin' money to them capitalist crooks.
I was tryin' to keep a little bid'ness from offa the books.

Everybody got to do the double-u two.
It's a touch said but what can you do?
Take my baby to the movie, but we got to go... dutch.
So long to makin' money, it costs too much.
The IRS wanna tax my song.

D-D-D-Deducts, deluxe, write-offs, right-on,
Everybody got to do the double-u two.
The government don't care if you're Fu Manchu.
Then it ain't no joke, folks.
'Less they catch you with the matches
Can go for broke
Get yourself a enterprise and burn the place down
Franchise, white lies, federal excise, get wise, i-to-mize,

I just wish I could forget about my double-u two.
I ain't cryin' a whole lotta who shot who.
To this recession, depression that we all in tonight.
So it seem like there got to be an end it sight
Ain't got a penny in'er pocket, fifty million they owe
There's an awful lotta people deep in trouble you know


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