In this city I confess  I am driven to possess  Answer no one, let them guess  Are you someone I impress?  I am a big boss with a short fuse  I have a nylon carpet and rubber shoes  And when I shake hands, you'll get a big shock  You'll be begging for mercy when the champ is through  You better believe I'll put my clamps on you  In this city, be assured  Some will rise above the herd  Feed the fatted, leave the rest  This is how we won the west  I am a safebox, I am the inner sanctum when the door locks  I hold the passkey  You say you can't take it with you?  We'll see about that won't we?  push....push....push  In the city, I confess  God is mammon, more is less  Off like lemmings at the gun  I know better, still I run  I am an old man  and the word came  But you can't buy time or a good name  Now when the heirs come around  Like buzzards on a kill  I see my reflection in their envious eyes,  I'd watch it all burn to buy another sunrise  Some men find the fire escape  Old men learn it all too late  push....push....push the alarm  Old MacDonald's bought the farm