Nonight sweetheart, sleep tight tonight
Don’t forget to remember your tax could bite
At least your bed bugs will get a big fright
If tonight of nights the tax man is out
If he comes for you and without a shout
And sneaks and creeps in o-so-quiet
Your bed bugs will meet him in the dead of night
And with all their might they’ll fight and fight
The mites and the tax men who are all too tight
And good on you who might have slept
Will wake to remember what you mustn’t forget
Which reminds me I haven’t done my tax yet either
I need a reminder to take a breather
Nonight, sleep tight, let’s forget our woes
The Beatles have said we can just give them our toes
I hope Jack Frost knows he can have our fingers
But our toes we need cause tax time lingers
If I text him to tell him your tax is due
He may be too scared to come for you
But I’m forgetting it’s into October steady
The frost doesn’t come when the taxman is ready
So at least our toes are safe for tonight
For the taxman who comes as we sleep in the night
It might be smart to consider protection
I’ll put my toes in a glass for collection
Like our children’s teeth we need to be wary
Cause the taxman is married to that naughty fairy
Let’s never forget the infamous Croods
Who were saved with a false toe that wasn’t glued
Toe night, toe plight
First toe I take tonight
I wish I pray, I wish it might
That taxman doesn’t come for you this night
