What we need is a fuck-tax.
Fuck-tax on the fuckers!
Rumba dumba!
I got my dumbbell and my ice-ax!
Rumba dumba!
What we need is a fuck-tax,
and if the Duke don't like it...
He can fax us his adieux!
And if the dog don't doodoo,
and if the cow don't moo...
If a much of a Duchess don't chacha...
We can fack-fack-fack-fax them too!
Rumba dumba!
