But I'm not standing on a corner. In fact, I'm living like a king.
I owe one banker for my mansion. I owe another for my car.
I owe the city tons in taxes. And more to governments afar.
I'm not standing on a corner. I'm not pushing shopping carts
of bottles, cans and shoes on down the street.
Though I'm in debt to everybody. Everybody I don't meet.
I pay my debts on the computer. Bankers they don't like to handle cash.
Only the homeless want real money. Only the hermits hoard their stash.
But, it's OK now don't you worry. Everybody says the same.
My banker and his friends all owe their money. No one has cent to claim.
The city owes the corporations. Corporations owe the banks.
Bankers they don't really have the money. They just take ours, with polite 'thanks'.
Debt is growth in our economy. Growth is all we care about.
Nobody can pay for nothing, We just leverage it with doubt.
I'm in debt to every body. Nobody owes to me a single thing.
I'll have nothing when I die, Lord. All that I can do is sing.
* sing to the tune of "What a friend we have in Jesus"