I've got two frail hands and a drip in my veins
I have to look sick for the cameras again
I can't walk with my feet or even board a plane
There is no way you bastards will make me leave Spain

I'm looking down at the reporters below
A Current Affair, Today Tonight and some ABC Show
What more do they need to know?
They hunger for my blood to flow
Living in Majorca..I feel so out of place
I'm thinking plastic surgery...I've got to change this face
And bid farewell...gone without a trace
Cause money was my weakness
Hello..my name is Christopher Skase

Ahh wah ooo wah oohhh

Large overdrafts can be so cool
Until they apply the bankruptcy rule
My shareholders feel so deprived
And would love to see me locked up in prison..deep inside
No way am I doing time
In jail they don't serve soda and lime
In my mind I never commited a crime
A financial genius cut down in his prime
Wanna buy a stereo? Hey..I'll even give you a loan
But please don't mention it to that bitch Amanda Vandastone!
Compounding interest and cash within a case
I'll build a Spanish Resort
Because..I am Christopher Skase

Ahh wah ooo wah ooohhhh

Sunrise at my window...I think I've reached defeat
The Spanish Government intends to put me on the streets
Then suddenly I've realised I have been so wrong
I should have faked my death all along
The last scene of the Australian Skase Show
I'll find a body and they will never know!
And we will be able to keep all of the dough
Pixie is talking to the journalists here
Damn...she is great at faking those tears!
Life will be great for the coming few years
My death is baloney...
Because...I am Christopher Skase!