Band on the run
Got profit to hide
Avoiding tax pitfalls
A country’s pride
Preachy do-gooders sell out
Shirks Austerity’s claim
When a band knows no shame
Pay pay pay
We will steal from a bankrupted place
See dues disappear without a trace
We sold our souls for financial gain
Cause the band knows no shame
We're still ego building
Denying the country we love
Our tax doesn’t go there
We don’t give a stuff about you
That’s the way of U2
Pay pay pay
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