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What's God's - to God, and what's Caesar's - to Caesar
But new ceasars keep coming for the money
In a long tail, one after another
yanking at a pocket endlessly
Tell me what to do, my good Lord,
when the ceasar wants too much?

Where have our taxes gone to?
Where has all the dough disappeared?
Probably as usually, even though it's sad,
on a phantom train it rode away

Life could be so beautiful and colorful
Yet one has to give half of their cabbage away
I am Bare, you are bare
It's getting harder to bear
So there's no other way, honorable ceasar
We're carrying this song to you

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Where have our taxes gone to?
Where has all the dough disappeared?
Probably as usually, even though it's sad,
on a phantom train it rode away