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)