by Tod Burros

To the tune of:

Now look at them brothers that's the way you do it
You make them scrub carpets and basically work for free
I ain't workin' that's the way I do it
Money for nothin' and a harem of sisters for free!

Now I ain't workin' that's the way I do it
Lemme tell ya them brothers are dumb
They get blisters on on all their fingers
And all I do is sit around and preach a little!

I just gotta keep telling them we are going round the world
Custom lies delivered:
Don't you wanna please Jesus!
We gotta get more saved!

See the little brother, no hope and his head down
Yeah buddy I couldn't care less that he has got nothing
While I got my own jet airplane!
They don't even realize I'm a millionaire!

I just gotta keep telling them we are going round the world
Custom lies delivered:
We gotta get more saved!
I just gotta keep working these dummies!

I am glad I learned to play with their emotions
I bang on them like they're drums
Look at that new sister,
she got it for me real bad Man
we could have some fun

And, what's that Oppressive voices?
Bangin' on their heads like a chimpanzee
Don't matter I ain't workin' that's the way I do it
I get my money for nothin' and a harem of sisters for free

I just gotta keep telling them we are going round the world!