Thingamannalime

Once upon a time
The house of Thingamannalime
Did pass a bill
Of revolutionary thrill
Housewives stood and stared
While cautious pensioners got scared
As all the giant headlines read
Sensation!

Parliament abolished money!
Cheques unlawful! Clearing houses closed!
Young girls, old men danced together
Fireworks Champagne – they screamed together
Whoom bang wow

They did start anew
With big black coins
That felt like glue
Because they made ’em
Out of good old liquorice
You must understand
One got a sticky dirty hand
Through grasping after
Such a super coin

So posters read:
Please don’t use money!
Please do drop it – it soils everything!
After all it works out fine
With only kids to wait in line
For new cash
Whoom bang wow

One who had been rich
Had guts enough to ask a witch
Dear Marihoo
Of Hemlock Woods, what shall I do
All I had is gone
And every hard-earned little sum

Now melts away
On one hot summer day

Yeah fuck the socialists
She turned red
Man don’t worry,
Freeze your coins instead
One day his freezers got no juice
We know the rich man had no use
For liquid coins bang wow