(Verse 1) Woke up this morning, checked my bank account, Saw my paycheck took another big rout’. Gas so high, I had to sell my truck, Rent’s a joke, man, I’m outta luck. (Pre-Chorus) They promised me sunshine, gave me a storm, Said, “We got a plan,” but my wallet ain’t warm. Now I’m stuck here eating ramen and scraps, Joe and Kamala, I just want my cash! (Chorus) I want my money back, this ain't what I paid for, You raised the tab, but I can't afford more. Where’s my refund? Where’s my stack? Bidenomics got me living on snacks! (Verse 2) They sent my tax dollars on a world tour, Meanwhile, I can’t afford my front door. Said, “Build Back Better,” but the roads still cracked, Even my grandma's yelling, “I want my money back!” (Verse 3) Gave billions away, left us with the bill, Borders wide open, chaos on the hill. Crime keeps rising, stores getting looted, But they tell me I’m just deluded? (Pre-Chorus) They promised me sunshine, gave me a storm, Said, “We got a plan,” but my wallet ain't warm. Now I’m stuck here eating ramen and scraps, Joe and Kamala, I just want my cash! (Chorus) I want my money back, this ain't what I paid for, You raised the tab, but I can't afford more. Where’s my refund? Where’s my stack? Bidenomics got me living on snacks! (Bridge) Inflation’s high, excuses fly, They say "It’s fine!" Yeah, tell me why? When eggs cost gold and milk’s a crime, Guess I’ll just drink water with a side of sighs! (Verse 4) But here comes Trump, with his red hat on, Draining the swamp, singing our song. Cutting the red tape, bringing jobs back, Finally, I see some green in my stack. (Verse 5) He slashed those regs, opened up the pipes, Now energy's flowing, lowering the price. Securing borders, standing tall, Fixing the mess, answering our call. (Pre-Chorus) He promised us sunshine, and that's what we got, With a booming economy, connecting the dots. Now I’m grilling steaks, no more scraps, Thanks to you, Don, I got my cash! (Chorus) I got my money back, this is what I paid for, You lowered the tab, now I can afford more. Got my refund, got my stack, Trump-o-nomics got me back on track! (Outro) So here's a toast to the man in red, For fixing the mess and clearing our heads. No more pockets flat, no more lack, Thanks to you, Don, I got my money back! (Outro)So, Joe and Kamala, hear my plea,Cut me a check or set me free!Till then, I’ll be here, pockets flat,Singing this song: “I want my money back!”