I walk alone in a messy street at night

Got dynamite in my baby-buggy

I walk the road to the place i hate the most

You better get out of my way

I set fire to the tax-office tonight

Set fire to the tax-office

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

They tax your gas, they tax the girls you need to buy

But now i've had enough of that

They tax my voice, they tax this song you're listening to

Tonight they will feel my revenge

I set fire to the tax-office tonight

Set fire to the tax-office

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - crazy

I go crazy - so crazy

I go crazy - crazy