Domicile
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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i climb to the mountain
to the top of the mountain
and nine hours later
i stop in despair
i try to envision
the face of the girl
but she's so far away
from the top of the world
she's the girl i love
this dark and cold of winter
makes me so lonely
so sad and lonely
in this dark room
and then for one moment
a deep and warm embrace
and nine hours later
she waits for me
she's the girl i love
at least for awhile
this all fades away
this all fades away
to the top of the mountain
and nine hours later
i stop in despair
i try to envision
the face of the girl
but she's so far away
from the top of the world
she's the girl i love
this dark and cold of winter
makes me so lonely
so sad and lonely
in this dark room
and then for one moment
a deep and warm embrace
and nine hours later
she waits for me
she's the girl i love
at least for awhile
this all fades away
this all fades away