Prompt / Lyrics
The phone rang twice, I picked it up, His tone was cold, his words were rough. He claimed my taxes weren’t all paid, I heard his script, I wasn’t swayed. He said he’d need my numbers too, My bank details, my balance true. I asked him for his badge and name, He continued on just the same. This song’s for those who fake and steal, You spin your tales, but nothing’s real. You call it work — I call it scam, I see it now, it’s all a sham! The tax man says I owe five grand. Feels like life has changed its plan! Oh no! What am I to do! Can I give all my cash to you? On the phone he’s grinning wide, Thinks he’s got me on the line. He hears my sigh and thinks I’m through, But I’m the thinker, not his fool. This song’s for those who fake and steal, You spin your tales, but nothing’s real. You call it work — I call it scam, I see it now, it’s all a sham! The next time you offer a bluff, You’ll find my backbone good and tough. You hope I’ll panic, pay on cue, I’m no sucker, I see through you. When scammers calls to claim you owe, Taxes from thirteen years ago, Just grin and note the silly plot— The real ones write, the fake ones talk. This song’s for those who fake and steal, You spin your tales, but nothing’s real. You call it work — I call it scam, I see it now, it’s all a sham! I see it now, it’s all a sham!
Tags
Pop rock, /rockabilly humor / deep bass drums” Male singers
Duration
2:22
Instrumental
No
Created
4/8/2026