"The Business Man" lyrics


THE TAXPAYERS LYRICS

"The Business Man"

God, it never got easy, but it sure got good when the
business man came to my adopted neighborhood. There was a
bird I named Frank, a chapel, a steeple, and a pile of
blankets outside of Trinity Cathedral. Every weekday morning
he would walk right by with a three piece suit, new shoes,
and a tie. And this dead face, real hate in his eyes. In
such a devilish way he would materialize. He was put there
to rob from men like me – from the broken down scoundrels
that live on the street. So I prepared for his initial
attack; I said to myself, “Henry, you gotta watch your own
back. You wanna make it outta here alive, you better learn
to improvise.” So there we were: one morning at dawn, he
appeared at the church with the cold autumn fog, briefcase in
hand, walking towards me. So I jumped from my blankets and
sunk my teeth right into his ear and ripped it right off.
Blood poured down onto his luxury watch. He ran away and I
went back to sleep, and when the cops arrived, man, I was relieved.
I said, “Thank god ya'll are here. This bastard in a
business suit just tried to rob me. And you know what? I
think he might have been the devil.”

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