Well I wish I had a Beamer
Bells and whistles and personal plates
Every imaginable option
Some bright colour just to make the people gape
And a great big pile of money
A stinkin steamin pile of cash
Oh, I'm not ashamed to say
I wanna live that way
I wish I needed an accountant
Financial advisors lined up outside my door
A diversified portfolio
Too much money, too much money
Just becoming more and more
Real estate would be a sideline
I'd buy buildings just for fun
Oh, I'm not ashamed to say
I wanna live that way
Men and women of power
Would ask me what I think
I'd pay 500 bucks an hour
For my personal shrink
If I was rich I'd pay no taxes
No, I'd reinvest in some sheltered scheme
I'd stay drunk all day
And never bathe
So people would say "He isn't what he seems"
Extra money would go in the compost
Ooh, such a steamin pile of cash
