We're the Bank Words And Music By Cheryl Wheeler We're the Bank. We're not your friend. We want those records And we want them sent this afternoon Or your gross expenses will balloon And you'll only have yourself to thank Write "attention clerk", 'cause it's the way we work And we're the bank We're the bank, get a grip, get in line And in triplicate we'll need for sure Everything you've ever signed before As to cost we haven't mentioned yet to you You can bet on one thing, You'll be at the closing when we do Your tax returns are ours to keep, with what you earn Until the final sleep, and even then We've assured ourselves, at your expense, Crossing t's and dotting all the i's To be paid in full within a day or two Of your demise And we will call, a million times, for bills and forms That you will never find, and we'll insist That without these we cannot progress When we have these documents in hand We'll assess time lost and probably raise your cost By several grand We are the bank, with walls of stone, and heads of steel And though in ads we're shown to smile and nod This is PR if there ever was So just forget that warm and friendly bit Because I swear by god, it's a complete and utter Crock of shit (P) February 2, 1999 Penrod And Higgins Music / Amachrist Music ACF Music Group International Copyright Reserved