No Money to Burn

I hear a blackbird sing
I feel a scorpion sting
Whatever gets to me first
It’s what it is, man
It could be worse

Dig up a treasure chest
Step in a hornets’ nest
Whatever gets to me first
Well that’s all right
I’ve had worse

I got no money
I got no cash
I got no moolah
I got no stash
Lost my deposit
I never learn
I got no money to burn

I live my life on the run
Under a burning sun
A man could die of thirst
Now that’s a curse
Couldn’t be much worse

I got no money
I got no cash
I got no moolah
I got no stash
Lost my deposit
I never learn
I got no money to burn

I hear a churchbell ring
Commit a cardinal sin
Whatever gets to me first
That’s all right
It could be worse