Poll Tax Song

I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by Lord, by and by
There’s a better home awaiting
In the sky Lord, in the sky

Pay the poll tax
You must be joking
Ha, ha, ha, ha
It is Thatcher, who’s revolting
Not I Lord, no not I

Pay the poll tax
You must be joking
Ha, ha, ha
It is Thatcher, who is revolting
No not I Lord, no not I

Pay the poll tax
You must be joking
Ha, ha
Oh it is Thatcher, who is revolting
No not I Lord, no not I

Captain Swing (Mighty Sound 2004)

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Writing and singing does give me some kind of release from the demons of my past, it is a therapy of sorts, but to be honest, my marriage played a more important role in the acceptance of myself than performance has ever done.