Sounds so simple, sounds so bold

Socialism is on the rise in America today amongst the uneducated and the inexperienced. Ever notice how the refugee boats between Cuba and Florida only go one way? There are no refugees from a free market economy to a socialist/communist state. I wonder why that is.

This DSA dolt not only has no clue, she has no answers and embarrasses herself on the national stage with her complete ignorance.

I'd say "enjoy" but don't become complacent because this idiocy is on the rise and even present in an older generation who should absolutely know better.



We're Gonna Tax the Hell Out of 'Em!

[Verse 1]

Sat her down in front of the mic

Asked her once, asked her twice

"What's the number, what's the bracket, what's the plan?"

She said "Yeah, you know, I don't have, like, a solid... man"

[Chorus]

"We're gonna tax the hell out of millionaires!"

Sounds so simple, sounds so bold

Cameras rolling, crowd goes wild

But nobody asked where the money goes when it's gone

'Cause millionaires got moving trucks

And millionaires got moving vans

And millionaires can pack the office up

And plant it in another land

Tax the hell, tax the hell

Watch the taxman wave the truck goodbye

[Verse 2]

See a million bucks, it don't sit still

It's got a passport and a lawyer with a will

One state raises, next state waves hello

"Come on down, no income tax, no state to grow"

[Verse 3]

The company moves, and the jobs move too

The payroll leaves, and the tax base does too

So who's left holding the bill when they're gone?

Not the millionaire — he's already moved on

[Chorus]

"We're gonna tax the hell out of millionaires!"

Sounds so simple, sounds so bold

Cameras rolling, crowd goes wild

But nobody asked where the money goes when it's gone

'Cause millionaires got moving trucks

And millionaires got moving vans

And millionaires can pack the office up

And plant it in another land

Tax the hell, tax the hell

Watch the taxman wave the truck goodbye

[Bridge]

Now I ain't sayin' don't tax nobody at all

I'm sayin' know the game before you make the call

'Cause a slogan don't pay for a bridge or a school

When the tax base packed a bag and made for greener rules

[Verse 4]

"Big tent," she says, "room for everyone"

Room for the plan that never gets done

Meanwhile the moving trucks pull out of town

Following the money to where it won't get hunted down

[Chorus]

"We're gonna tax the hell out of millionaires!"

Sounds so simple, sounds so bold

Cameras rolling, crowd goes wild

But nobody asked where the money goes when it's gone

'Cause millionaires got moving trucks

And millionaires got moving vans

And millionaires can pack the office up

And plant it in another land

Tax the hell, tax the hell

Watch the taxman wave the truck goodbye

[Outro — half-spoken]

"So again, it's democracy, right?"

Sure. Democracy... with an empty parking lot.

Tax the hell out of whoever's left standing

Details, as always, to follow.

This is original work is produced by AK Darvinson with a combination of observation, critical thinking, insight, heart, compassion, passion, creativity, and technology. All rights are reserved. Free sharing is encouraged. Commercial use via license only.