(Symphonic Metal, Power Metal) 57B
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Lyrics
[Intro] *mailbox opening* Ohh no the tax documents *deep breath* it's fifty-seven fifty-seven B! (Verse 1) It's that time of year again, the stress starts to unwind Receipt filled shoeboxes, gotta leave the fun behind Tax forms on the kitchen table, with numbers in a row But this year's extra special, thanks to the city's flow Phone lines always busy, mails lost in the void Just trying to do my taxes, but my sanity's annoyed [Bridge] Form fifty-seven B, why do you have to be so mean? [Chorus] Paper cuts, cryptic math and error codes Lost deductions, tangled forms, this goddman website never loads City Hall's a deep black hole, swallowing my patience whole Just gotta file out these forms, before I lose control! I wait and wonder, this bureaucratic cast. Will my form fifty-seven B, be approved at last? [Verse 2] Spent all day on hold they say, "Due date's fast approaching!" Tried to walk down to the office, but the line kept encroaching Hours wasted in the queue, I just want to run But then the counter closes, all the progress is undone What do I have to enter in this form, sections unclear Is this how they make us citizens, pay our taxes every year? [Bridge] Form fifty-seven B, why do you have to be so mean? [Chorus] Paper cuts, cryptic math and error codes Lost deductions, tangled forms, this goddman website never loads But I won't let them win this time, I'll conquer every form Even if it takes all night, I'm weathering this bureaucratic storm I'm determined, to finish fifty-seven B Even if I die, I'll file it out, you shall see
