Things worked out better   Than we had planned   Capital from boy, woman and man     We were like ink and paper   Numbers on a calculator   Knew arithmetic so well     Working overtime   Completed what was assigned   We had to multiply ourselves     A bouncing little baby   A shiny copper penny     And he spent himself   Would not listen to us   But when he lost his appetite   He lost his weight in friends     Baby became a fat nickel so fast   Then came puberty, exponentially   Soon our boy became a million     People loved him so   And helped him to grow   Everyone knew the   Thing that was best   Of course, he must invest     A penny won't do, no (x4)     And he made us proud   He made us rich   And how were we to know   He's counterfeit     Now everything's ruined, yeah (x8)