The accountants are circling
The printer that won’t
Tra-la, Tra-la
The audit’s on hold
For the data in queue
Tra-la, Tra-la
For spreadsheets and statements
Print-buffered and stalled
Tra-la, Tra-la
Send an alarm. Go send it now.
For, yes, it’s I.T. that they need!
Tra-la, Tra-la
Swift is I.T, so swift indeed.
The printer begins to hum!
Tra-la, Tra-la
The accountants, like birds, they are—
They swoop, and they grasp and then circle away
Tra-la, Tra-la
Till a clicking of calculators
Is all that we hear
Tra-la, Tra-la
No thanks for I.T.
Just a very deep sigh
Tra-la, Tra-la
“New sums to be found”
is the hum that is heard
Tra-la, Tra-la
The accountants have faded away
Behind reams of paper and columns to add
Tra-la, Tra-la
And all is quiet again
Along the whole financial front
Tra-la, Tra-la
So sing Hallelujah and shout hooray!
For I.T. has saved yet another day.
Tra-la, Tra-la
Tra-la, Tra-la
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