The blackest of Friday’s, on one day a year
When shoppers are filled with their holiday cheer
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
In the dark of the night when the world is asleep
You’re standing in lines that are 800 deep
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
The products you’ll buy! The cash that you’ll save!
You’ll cling to your treasure ‘til you’re in your grave
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
Do what you must just to outdo the jones’
In 600 years there is nothing but bones’
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
Standing in droves out in front of the stores
All of you, each of you, consumer whores
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
If only you could, you would sell your own souls
For ten percent off kitchenware down at kohls
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
Madison Avenue, masterful plotter
Line you all up like the lambs to the slaughter
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
If money were blood you would happily bleed
They’d suck you all dry in return for your greed
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
So ride your economy, in boom or in bust
But ashes to ashes and dust into dust
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
You can’t take it with you, you can’t take it with you
