DethTales (Dethklok - Dethharmonic)

Дядя Скрудж не хочет платить налоги. Он хочет чтобы все вокруг подохли. Утиные Истории стали металом текст песни (видео сделано приблизительно по тексту): I want to keep my money And give away absolutely nothing To the government who moderates my spending and obliterates depending on what time of the year brutality is near in the form of income tax I’d rather take a fucking axe to my face, blow up this place with you all in it, I’d do it in a minute if I could write off your murder I’d save all of my receipts because I’d rather you be dead than lose a tiny shred of what I made this fiscal year I’d rather you be dead Than ponder parting with my second home I’d rather you be dead than consider not opening a restaurant I’d rather you be dead I’d rather you be dead Prepare the laser beam I’m gonna use it tonight Engage the laser beam It’s gonna end your life We’re gonna use it tonight If I could write off your murder I’d save all of my receipts Because I’d rather you be dead Than lose a tiny shred Of what I made this fiscal year I’d rather you be dead Than ponder parting with my second home I’d rather you be dead Than consider not opening a restaurant I’d rather you be dead now Be dead now Be dead now