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Parody - Give back my Refund

My Refund cries under the taxman
My Refund cries under the king
My Refund cries under the taxman
Oh give back my Refund to me

Give back, give back
Give back my Refund to me, to me
Give back, give back
Give back my Refund to me

Last night as I sat with my accounts
Last night as I sat with my books
Last night as I sat with my accounts
I dreamed that my Refund was dead

Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me, to me
Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me

Oh throw ye curses o'er the taxman
And throw ye curses o'er the king
Oh throw ye curses o'er the taxman
And Get back my Refund to me

Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me, to me
Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me

The lies will blow over the taxman
The lies will blow over the king
The lies will blow over the taxman
And give back my Refund to me

Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me, to me
Give back, Give back
Give back my Refund to me

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