While the Taxmen Gather

Tune: Irving Berlin's "God Bless America"

While the taxmen gather
Every bit of brass
From the ravished pockets
Of the Middle Class,
Let us tell the Congress
To protect our purse,
As we raise the rafters
With a mighty curse:

Sod Esoterica;
Screw Things Arcane.
Shun Rococo—
It's loco;
As the Quak-
Ers would say, "K-
Eep It Plain."

Take it easy;
Make it simple;
Cut the claptrap
To the max:
Sod Esoterica,
And ax our tax.
Sod Esoterica;
Just ax our tax.