Hell, Walter, we need some cigarettes.
Let's go ahead and get a pack.
Can I have a pack of cigarettes?
What's going to happen next, man?
on everything that's sold.
They say that's the government's rule.
Well, that's a lot of things.
what the government knows
well, I'll just sing a little song about
All them mars that live behind the jails
A sign on the wall says liquor for sale
You know the sale tax is on it
Oh, the sale tax is on it
Oh, the sale tax is on it
You know these cell taxes are paying
Now there's taxes on it all over town
Oh, there's still taxes on it
Oh, there's still taxes on it
Oh, there's still taxes on it
I'm as lovin' as a woman can be
of course, your darlin' three
All the sail tax is on it
All the sail tax is on it
All the sail tax is on it
Now you may take me to be a fool
Everything is sold by the government's rule
All the sail tanks is on it
All the sail tanks is on it
All the sail tanks is on it