Lyrics

This is the rare-edition appendix-free version. . .

An only born child so he can’t stand to wait
And feels he’s entitled to take what he takes
You ask “How can this be?”, but he asks ‘Where’s the cake?”

A one percent schnorer is hard to believe
A one percent schnorer is hard to believe

From gas grills to Caddies it’s straight cash homey
And hopes to some day buy a doctoral degree
Bet you’ve probably heard he gets sandwiches free

A one percent schnorer if there’s such a thing
A one percent schnorer if there’s such a thing

Quite content at the Post til ESPN hired
Priced himself out of the market, and says he was fired!
Didn’t he once call Jack Kent Cooke “the Squire”?

A one percent schnorer has some kind of nerve
A one percent schnorer has some kind of nerve


After John Lennon's "Working Class Hero"