To the tune of "release me" by Engelbert Humperdinck
Please don't fleece me, let me go,
for I can't afford it anymore.
To tax my pint would be a sin.
Don't fleece me and let me spend again.
I have found a new love for beer.
Since my money disappeared.
I am poor and on the dole.
Don't fleece me, Mr Darling, let me go.
Please don't fleece me can't you see.
You can't rescue the economy.
I've cancelled my holiday to Spain.
so don't fleece me and let me spend again.