Take My Money!

I've got a lot, a lot of cash It's all offshore, it's in my stash Every night I'm out of town It's no fun, baby, it's no fun But the tax man he - he wants to take my money! I gotta figure it out before they figure me out I'm feeling cold - I'm feeling fine I'm feeling cold - I'm feeling fine I'm feeling cold - I'm feeling fine I'm feeling cold - I'm feeling fine-e! Hey Mr. Money, mister moneybags? Am I out of luck? Let me hold your hand We suck sweet blood, leech of proletariat's backs Keep their bones in big white stacks No Mr. Nobody Is gonna take my money I gotta figure it out Before They Figure Me Out