Okay, I'm sleeping and I don't care…

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care

And I worked on it with my friend

Back in 1849, times were hard

I think it'd be a sawed-off shotgun

They had a double-breasted jacket on

Nothin' but a problem, nothin' but a problem

New York's gotta problem

Where's our money, money, money, where's our money?

Stop practicing

Dr. Marx and John Lennon

No bull

Stop it!!!