The Taxpayers - A Matter of Simple Deduction lyrics

[The Taxpayers - A Matter of Simple Deduction lyrics]

I was walking alone in
An unfamiliar town when
The buildings started to shiver and shake
Shimmering rain came down in sheets and then
Glittered like glass on the empty streets
I could see your face in the wind
I could hear the orchestral
Storm begin to sing:
"It's the end, it's the goddamn
End! Come on, baby, light that fire!"

It's a matter of simple deduction
It's a matter of complete control
You can hold hands with the man in the tower
But you just can't guarantee a
Place for your soul
So there I was, right? Stuck in the street
Not a soul for miles, on my own two feet
Glittering glass, piles of trash
Stuttering into the w-w-wind
I could see your face in the air


I could taste your skin on my lips
But this is the end, this is
The END! Come on, baby, light that fire!

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