The Taxpayers - Spies For A Day

We are the ones with the birthday
Candles and the plastic guns that
Are hiding the kids with the unwashed
Clothes under trash can lids

Down at the market
There's a New Age mother having heart attacks
Down at the market, there is

We are the ones with the birthday
Candles and the plastic guns that
Are hiding the kids with the unwashed
Clothes under trash can lids

Down the b-b-b bank
There's a business man always
Giving out handjobs and down at thе bank
There are billions of dollars
Covеred in Teflon

Raid on Mobile, Exxon
Run up the cost of the fight with the rakes
Cover up every trace of the
Kids with the tanks raid on Mobile, Exxon
Kiss every mouth of the dauntless elite
Settle down with a man who
Is wise and discreet
We are the ones with the birthday
Candles and the plastic guns that
Are hiding the kids with the unwashed
Clothes under trash can lids and yes
Wielding a pie pie pie is an
Unfit worker in an unfit uniform
And yes, wielding a pie pie pie

Raid on Mobile, Exxon
Run up the cost of the fight with the rakes
Cover up every trace of the
Kids with the tanks raid on Mobile, Exxon
Kiss every mouth of the dauntless elite
Settle down with a man who
Is wise and discreet

Spies for a day!

Written by:
ALEXANDER BEKUHRS, ANDREW LINK, KEVIN LURKINS, NASRENE KORDANI, NOAH PHILLIPS, ROBERT MORTON

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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