No, it's mine
I'll tell daddy!
I'll tell Rose!
You left that money in your clothes
Easy come and easy goes
Give it back!
It isn't fair!
You think I care?
Don't shout at me
Found this money in your pocket
Your mama says I gets to keep it
No, she didn't
Pocket change
She never said you could have my present
20 dollars, give it
Mine!
20 dollars, give it
Mine!
20 dollars
20 dollars
20 dollars
20 dollars
Go, Noah
Scram!
Get out of my face
Don't leave your money all over the place
Now I can take my boy to the dentist
Now I can buy real presents for Christmas
The 20's mine
Now go away (give it back!)
Ain't nothing but money (stop it! No, no, no)
You's got plenty (Caroline)
Rules are rules (give it back)
Stop it, Noah! Calm yourself (Caroline)
Calm! (I hate you)
Calm! (I hate you)
Calm! (I hate you)
Calm!
There's a bomb
President Johnson has built a bomb
Special made to kill all Negroes!
I hate you, I hate you
Kill all Negroes
Really, for true
I hope he drops his bomb on you!
Noah, hell is like this basement
Only hotter than this
Hell's hotter than August with the washer
And the dryer, and the boiler full blast
Hell's hotter than goose fat
Much hotter than that
Hell's so hot it make flesh fry
And hell's where Jews go when they die
Take your twenty dollars, baby
So long, Noah
Good-bye