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 it's the american way Yes, i'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 couldn't take that african pace Yes, mrs. cleaver your son's home to stay We all know it's the american way Yes, i'm gonna shake myself loose Back home across the sea Where i know that i will be free "come here - hey angelo... what's happenin'?" "hey, stosh, good to see ya" "what the hell you doin'?" "we're tearing this old building down here" "oh you're kiddin' me. remember when we were kids, and we used to come here every saturday afternoon to see a cartoon?" "yeah, i remember" "well what's she lost to?" "who knows- politicians, taxes...it's a disgrace" "i'm not surprised, they make me sick. they don't make theaters like this any more." Half penny, two penny, ashes to dust The almighty dollar says "in god we trust" Justice for money how much more can i pay We all know it's the american way Yes, i'm gonna shake myself loose Back home across the sea Where i know that i will be free (i want to be free) Yes, i'm gonna shake myself loose Back home across the sea Where i know that i will be free (we all want to be free)