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