D.R.I.: "Give My Taxes Back" Lyrics

They block out the landscape with giant signs

Covered with pretty girls and catchy lines

Put up fences and cement the ground

To dull my senses, keep the flowers down

I want 'em back

Spend my money on a race to space

Wasting my money, slapping my face

They've taken a peek over future's fence

Taken a peek at my expense

They've wasted human lives

And they've fucked up mine

I want it back

I'm not into the material scene

Polyester, polyethylene

At least give me a chance to say what I want

The more you waste, the more you want

I want 'em back

I want 'em back

I want 'em back

Give 'em back!