Lyrics:

Covered with pretty girls and catchy linesPut up fences and cement the groundTo dull my senses, keep the flowers downI want 'em backSpend my money on a race to spaceWasting my money, slapping my faceThey've taken a peek over future's fenceTaken a peek at my expenseThey've wasted human livesAnd they've fucked up mineI want it backI'm not into the material scenePolyester, polyethyleneAt least give me a chance to say what I wantThe more you waste, the more you wantI want 'em backI want 'em backI want 'em backGive 'em back!
D.r.i Give My Taxes Back