Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tax Free , by - Joni Mitchell. Song from the album The Complete Geffen Recordings, in the genre ПопRelease date: 22.09.2003
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Tax Free |
| Front rooms |
| Back rooms |
| Slide into tables |
| Crowd into bathrooms |
| Joke around |
| Cheap talk |
| Deep talk |
| Talk, talk, talk around the clock |
| Crawl home |
| Lie down |
| Teeth chatter |
| Heart pounds |
| I don’t feel so good |
| I don’t feel so good |
| Push a button to escape |
| Preacher on the tube crying «Lord!» |
| There’s evil in this land |
| Rock and roll music! |
| «Cast down these dope-fiends |
| And there noisy bands!» |
| Damn their souls! |
| Preacher preaching love like vengeance |
| Preaching love like hate |
| Calling for large donations |
| Promising estates |
| Rolling lawns and angel bands |
| Behind the pearly gates |
| You know, he will have his in this life |
| But yours will have to wait |
| He’s immaculately tax free |
| Multiple hundreds of thousands of |
| Tax free |
| Hundreds of millions of dollars |
| Tax free |
| A hundred billion dollars! |
| And who is paying the price? |
| Who, who |
| Your children are |
| Pissed off |
| Jacked up |
| Scream into the mic |
| Spit into the loving cup |
| Strut like a rooster |
| March like a man |
| God’s hired hands and the devil bands |
| Packing the same grandstands |
| Different clothes (pot in their pockets!) |
| Different hair (sexually active!) |
| Raise a screaming guitar or a bible in the air |
| Theatre of anguish |
| Theatre of glory |
| God’s hired hands and the devil bands |
| Oh come let us adore me! |
| Lord, there’s danger in this land |
| You get witch hunts and wars |
| When church and state hold hands |
| (Fuck it!) |
| Tonight I’m going dancing |
| With the drag queens and the punks |
| Big beat deliver me |
| From this sanctimonious skunk |
| We’re no flaming angels |
| And he’s not heaven sent |
| How can he speak for the Prince of Peace |
| When he’s hawk-right militant |
| And he’s immaculately tax free |
| Our nation has lost its guts! |
| Save me |
| Our nation has lost its strength |
| Tax free |
| Our nation has whimpered and cried |
| Save me |
| And petted the Castros |
| Tax free |
| The Khomeinis' and the Kaddafis' |
| Save me |
| For so long |
| Tax free |
| That we don’t know how to act like a man |
| Save me |
| I think that we should turn the United States Marines |
| Loose on that little island south of Florida and |
| Stop that problem! |
| I am preachin' love, I am! |