(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...