Report from my accountant
It\'s that time of year.
I work for myself so it\'s never quite clear.
Broke my old record...
I got paid paid five thousand six hundred
For the whole year!
Working with widows, pensioners too...
And anyone else who ain\'t got a clue.
Both my old vehicles are still able to run-
We had flooding rains and the punts never sunk.
So hear,
I am grateful that I got through
Another year over with little to do.
What about super, if you need compo you\'ll be broke!
No money for the leaches from this jolly bloke.
I always prosper, never hungry, seldom sick.
Have no stress,
And they think I\'m thick.
I don\'t need anything
Nothing I have is new
But my bodies holding up
And I have enough teeth to chew.
I know the numbers don\'t make any sense...
My wife thinks I\'m crazy.
I have no defence.
But hear
I sit
Telling whoever
Life for me
Has never been better.
So, on money I won\'t choke...
I\'ll take it easy
And look like the joke.