Things worked out betterThan we had plannedCapital from boy, woman and manWe were like ink and paperNumbers on a calculatorKnew arithmetic so wellWorking overtimeCompleted what was assignedWe had to multiply ourselvesA bouncing little babyA shiny copper pennyAnd he spent himselfWould not listen to usBut when he lost his appetiteHe lost his weight in friendsBaby became a fat nickel so fastThen came puberty, exponentiallySoon our boy became a millionPeople loved him soAnd helped him to growEveryone knew theThing that was bestOf course, he must investA penny won’t do, no (x4)And he made us proudHe made us richAnd how were we to knowHe’s counterfeitNow everything’s ruined, yeah (x8)