Bills Bills Bills Bills
Never a Sam or Clyde
I simply can’t get out of debt
No matter how I’ve tried.
Bills Bill Bills Bills
They come in twos and threes.
I wish that I could get a loan
To help me pay for these.
My credit score is way too low;
It’s only six-o-five.
I know they’ll never loan the dough
That I need to survive.
I didn’t know which way to turn
Until I spoke to Frank
He kindly said he’d lend a hand -
And help me rob a bank.
We put disguises on my face
And he pulled out a gun
We got some money in our bag
And took off on the run.
But we didn’t get too far
The coppers had us nailed.
They hauled us up before a judge
And both of us were jailed.
The problem now has gone away
My room and board is free
I have no monthly bills to pay
So I’m the winner, don’t you see.
ljm
Nonsense from the non-sensible