The Auditor Lyrics - Michelle Malone

There is a man, an angry man 

working for the IRS 

His heart is stone. He lives alone. 

He got a blow up doll on his chest 

He don't like dogs or kids or laughter 

He drinks turpentine for dinner so that he'll be thinner 

Works for the IRS, he gonna make you sweat 

He's the auditor 

He wont leave me alone, thinks I'm a Rolling Stone 

He's the auditor 

The economy? You can see it bleed 

shot by crooked banksters 

Make the kingpins pay, take their yachts away 

the summer houses in the Hampton's 

The government bailed out all the bandits 

but now they're coming after me? I don't understand it 

Works for the IRS, he gonna make you sweat 

He's the auditor 

He wont leave me alone, thinks I'm a Rolling Stone 

He's the auditor -and I got nothing to hide 

A government by the rich for the rich don't include me 

A government by the rich for the rich don't include me 

Works for the IRS, he gonna make you sweat 

He's the auditor 

He wont leave me alone, thinks I'm a Rolling Stone 

He's the auditor 

He sees it all black or white, I'm gonna put up a fight 

With The auditor 

there must be some mistake - I cant owe more than I make!