Money’s something I was without,
so I planned a retail rout.
Went down to the mall costumed,
knowing that one store was doomed.

This was gonna make ’em pout—
banging chest and making sounds,
banging on that case of glass…
grab diamonds, no time for cash.

When I had that case jewel-stripped,
the place had been off, ripped.
Scared the people and increased my hoard;
ran and escaped from the trembling horde.
Ripped off jewels, ripped off jewels.

Money I was then not without,
following my retail rout.
The diamonds I then entombed
under floorboards in my room.
Ripped off jewels….
Under boards:
where I created my diamond mine.
I’m rich and never bored…
ripped-off jewels.