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Well, I wish I was my brother I could light up any room That I ever walked through All that matters is what's in your head, that's true I wish I was my brother I'd know what it means to have everything And I wish I was a taxman I could go from door to door Incriminating All the unlucky and the poor I wish I was a taxman I'd know what it means to take everything And I wish I was a preacher I could tell you who to love I could tell you who to vote for Who to pity and who to fuck I wish I was a preacher I'd know what it means to know everything Well, I wish I was my brother Now I wish I was a taxman I wish I was a preacher I wish I was all those things I wish I was my brother I'd know what it means to have everything
Writer(s): Margo Cilker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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