Cleaning out my bank account
Like I’m being mind controlled
By pecuniary count dracula
Warlord of Wallachia short a few dollars
Saw coffers bottom and coughed up a lure
Abjuring sense penning my pin at the ATM
Selecting withdrawal extracting maximum
Fuck the taxman, fear no axeman
Love thy batsman, some of my maxims
He haunts shadows, waiting for me
Waiting for the man Lou Reed, like a Batman
Who needs benzos to see a hatman these days?
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