Domicile lyrics

By jimmy buffett, 1997
A little parody of God rest ye, merry gentlemen, which I wrote at jimmy's bequest, disclosing the real reason the rich folks live on this forsaken rock in the sea - tax avoidance.

The hill crowd
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
With kinja as our domicile
There's so much less to pay
We pay our taxes here
The irs is far away
Domicile is our comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Domicile is our comfort and joy

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