Dear Sir, We wish to inform you That the last date To pay your tax is through Now you have to wait For your inevitable fate And all we want Is all you've got Is that so much to ask? Where are you my number man I thought you knew the bigger plan The way you make those figures dance A mystery ballet a calculated romance You spoke so eloquently I know, I know, you're so sorry for me... Oh lady, Won't you reconsider This is the last time I promise forever Can we try another rhyme I'm sure it is no crime And all you want Is all I had Is that so much to ask? Where are you my mystic friend Are you reading another strange godsend The way you drew those pentagrams The sun and the stars were your anagrams You threw some magic dust And promised us bites of the upper crust I know, I know, you're so sorry for me... Dear Lord, Do you really listen To bruised knees And donations I have given Is there some larger fee To get your blessed decree And all you want Is all I am Is that too much to ask? Where are you my holy brother Is it another sheep that you deliver The way you twist that guilty knife In my greedy guts and my sorry life I thought you were heaven sent And now I really do repent And I know, I know, you're so sorry for me...