The Business Man Lyrics & Chords By The Taxpayers

Well it never got easy, but it sure got good
When the bussiness man came to my adopted neighborhood
There was a burnout named frank
A Palace! A Steeple!
And a pile of blankets outside trinity cathedral
Every weekday mornin'
He would walk right by
With a three piece suit, new shoes and a tie
In this, dank place, he'd hypnotize
In such a devilish way he would materialize
He was put there to rob
From men like me
And the broken down scoundrels
That lived on the streets
So i prepared!
For his initial attack
I said "Henry you gotta watch your own back!"
If you wanna make it out here alive you gotta learn to improvise
so there we were, one morning at dawn
He appeared at the church with a??????
Briefcase at hand, walking towards me
so i jumped from a???????
Sunk my teeth
Right into his ear
ripped it right off
Blood poored down it was???????????
Ran away, i went back to sleep
And the cops arrived and i was relieved, and i said
"Thank God you all are here"
"This Bastard in a business suit just tried to rob me"
"And you know what?"
"I think he might have been the fucking devil!"
(Yelling and shouting incoherently)