Written by james young
lead vocals by james young
Half penny, two penny, gold krugerrand
he was exceedingly rich for such a young man
sad story, old story
bring out the band
another divorce just a few hundred grand
Half penny, two penny, back of the queue
yes mister poor man this means you
justice for money what can you say
we all know itand's the american way
Yes, iand'm gonna shake myself loose
back home across the sea
where i know that i will be free
Half penny, two penny, back in the states
you just couldnand't take that african pace
yes, mrs. cleaver your sonand's home to stay
we all know itand's the american way
Yes, iand'm gonna shake myself loose
back home across the sea
where i know that i will be free
andquot;come here - hey angelo... whatand's happeninand'?andquot;
andquot;hey, stosh, good to see yaandquot;
andquot;what the hell you doinand'?andquot;
andquot;weand're tearing this old building down hereandquot;
andquot;oh youand're kiddinand' me. remember when we were kids, and we used to come here every saturday afternoon to see a cartoon?andquot;
andquot;yeah, i rememberandquot;
andquot;well whatand's she lost to?andquot;
andquot;who knows- politicians, taxes...itand's a disgraceandquot;
andquot;iand'm not surprised, they make me sick. they donand't make theaters like this any more.andquot;
Half penny, two penny, ashes to dust
the almighty dollar says andquot;in god we trustandquot;
justice for money how much more can i pay
we all know itand's the american way
Yes, iand'm gonna shake myself loose
back home across the sea
where i know that i will be free
(i want to be free)
Yes, iand'm gonna shake myself loose
back home across the sea
where i know that i will be free
(we all want to be free)