D.g.i

No option to choose democracy, pay or die
I'm going to let my mouth speak
What the soul says without holding back
Everything is so well planned, foolishly calculated
I can't believe what my eyes see
It's our money and they take it away

Set the trap, the law is set
I pay 200 and only earn 100
And even if I'm hidden, they'll always find me
What's the point of contributing, so many turns and the same ending
Dancing the social work waltz in a municipal hospital
Retirees, concentration
Glorious Wednesdays, march and sweat
Persevering tirelessly
Dying day by day bureaucratically

Get informed from here on
The homeland is a killer anywhere
Tax on the air, tax on living
Tax on the DGI tax
Everything is so well planned, foolishly calculated
I can't believe what my eyes see
It's our money and they take it away

Chorus x 2