"The Tax Khan"...with apologies to the Beatles...

Tax Khan... (with apolgies to the Beatles)

Let me tell you how it will be,
There’s one for you, nineteen for me,
‘Cos I’m The Tax Khan,
Yeah, I’m the Tax Khan.

Should 8 per cent back appear too small,
Be thankful I don’t take it all,
‘Cos I’m The Tax Khan,
Yeah, I’m Taaax Khaaaannn.

If you drive a car, I’ll tax the street,
If you try to sit, I’ll tax your seat,
If you get too cold, I’ll tax the heat,
If you take a walk, I’ll tax your feet.
TAX Khan!

‘Cos I’m the Tax Khan,
Yeah, I’m the Tax Khan.

Don’t ask me what I want it for
(Tax Ladyyy Phyllllisss)
If you don’t want to pay some more
(will tax your haaiir)

‘Cos I’m the Tax Khan,
Yeah, I’m the Tax Khan.

Now my advice for when you die,
I'll tax your children til they cry,

‘Cos I’m the Tax Khan,
Yeah, I’m the Tax Khan....

And you’re working for no-one but meee

TAX KHAN!

I asked her: "How do you get away with brushing off a hair transplant as cosmetic?"

"You wouldn't be willing to pay a little tax on a hair transplant?" the DFL legislator from Minneapolis responded.

(Minnesota State representative Phyllis Khan, in this Star Diaper article)

***UPDATE***

In the comments section of this post, my good friend Jeff directs us to a very fitting site.

(Filed under moonbat adventures,limousine liberals, pass the pork)