(Shel Silverstein)      I broke into the bank on Sunday   And you should see the money I got   I couldn't drag it home until Monday   'Cause it sure weighed an awful lot.      Then I sat down to count it   And much to my surprise   A whole lotta little round little brown coins   Rolled out in front of my eyes.      I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   Not one paper dollar or dime   And I really don't think there's many rich men   With a problem like mine.      And I really don't think this   Is any kind of ending for a perfect crime   I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time.      Now a steak would sure taste delicious   And I've forgotten how beer would feel   But the man might get suspicious   If I gave him five hundred pennies for a meal.      So I guess I'll weigh myself again   And buy another stick o'gum   I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   And I'm a livin' like a penniless bum.      I've got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   Not one paper dollar or dime   And I really don't think there's many rich men   With a problem like mine.      I could buy myself a big limousine   And be a livin' like a movie star   But I'd have to hire a truck to haul the pennies   To the place where you buy the car.      And I'd have to have a wagon to haul the pennies   To the place I'd hire the truck   I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   And I ain't got a penny's worth o'luck.      I've got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   Not one paper dollar or dime   And I really don't think there's many rich men   With a problem like mine.      I got a hundred thousand dollars in pennies   And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time...