People like having money
And they like buying things,
But choose one of those passions
And the other gets lost.
Until now, that is!
Now you can live like kings
With the finest of fashions
And none of the cost!
(Trumpet Fanfare)
I present to you the credit card!
A source of endless joy
That gives you all that you desire.
Just swipe your tears away!
And if you use the whole thing up,
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!
You’ll the friendly screeching tires
Of some bankers making sure you’re okay.
The Daily Travesty 