Come In He Said I’ll Give You, Tax Shelter From The Storm

Man he’s such a hater, a smiling alligator, lawyer and a traitor, financial masturbator

He offered tea, a smile a nod
a promise in his pocket
Then he shook my hand in faith
And I just let him lock it

A knife inside his three piece
The handle sleek and black
razors edge with venom spit
He plunged it in my back

Man he’s such a hater, a smiling alligator, lawyer and a traitor, financial masturbator

In uniform of camouflage
Men’s Warehouse off the rack
In his hand a pen of lies
Papers by the stack

Sign three times, one initial
Shoulda had my doubt
Never dreamed a smiling friend
Would ever sell me out

Man he’s such a hater, a smiling alligator, lawyer and a traitor, financial masturbator