My older brother Tommy was a lineman rest his soul
His job was hanging hot wire on them high-line power poles
Every morning bright and early he`d climb way up in the sky
And i never understood it so one day I asked him why
He said it pays big money and man I`m into that
It pays big money of you`re willing to take a chance
let me tell you something, sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money but he sure can`t spend it now
Well, my late uncle Charlie was this demolition hound
He`d travel across the country blowing buildings to the ground
He carried a case of dynamite seemed everywhere he went
He smoked them big long cigars and he`d wink at you and grin
He said it pays big money and man I`m into that
It pays big money of you`re willing to take a chance
let me tell you something, sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money but he sure can`t spend it now
Well, now the moral of this story, boys, is don`t go getting yourself killed
Be nice to your rich relatives they just might put you in their will
That pays big money and we`re all into that
It pays big money and big money`s where it`s at
Let me tell you something, sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money and we`re rolling in it now
It pays big money having foolish kin
It pays big money, guess i owe it all to them
Let me show you something, sonny, take a look at this bank account
It pays big money let`s all spend some of it now