Once upon a time in the ACTnTwo 'poli's met for a cup of teanTheir names were Howard, J., and Costello, P.nnThey talked about the state of the landnHow not enough money went into their handsnAnd they came up with an ingenious plannTo partly bamboozle the common mannAnd it'd sound good enough but it'd still be a scamnAnd wham, bam, thank you ma'am:nnThe GSTnnLet's explain this ten-percentnBecause confusion is evidentnAt times like these where every centnIs spent on rent and isn't meantnTo supplement the GovernmentnAnd now we feel embarrassmentnWhen he tells us we shouldn't worrynAnd he can't even say he's sorrynnYou pay ten-percent on an orange-juicernWhich the vender pays to his producernWho hands some on to his suppliernWho gets some more from another buyernnWell that's how it works, it's plain to seenIt's simple just like A-B-CnUnless you see your juice to menIn which case the GSTnIs not paid by you, but mennSo when you go to the milkbar laternAnd you buy some bread and a baked potatonThe guy's back there with his calculatornAnd he's trying to see if it's lessor or greaternnHe's punching away at the keys in frontnPerforming a mathematical stuntnAnd his language could be described as bluntnAs he calls John Howard a little late for dinnernnNoodles, videos, plumbers and ice-creamnDog-bones, petrol, feminine hygienenCrampons, custard, concretenAll gets taxednnSay it's ten-percent on forty-eight fiftynOr four-eighty-five, but now it gets shiftyn'Cause now the price becomes fifty-three thirty-fivenNow round that up to a straight fifty-fivenOr an extra one-dollar sixty-fivenThat's thirty-four-percentnOn your ten-percentnOn top of the tax nYou've already spent around three-percentnThat wasn't even meantnOf the hundred percentnBut don't lament nnYou could send complaints on letters and faxes nBut who benefits from all of this? nThe person who does your taxes!