You are by far the wealthiest duck in Duckburg (Woo-ooh) I'm sure you could afford to rename it "s**-turd" You're the one percent, you don't need adventure, stay home! (You're prone to the unknown, but don't roam, stay home) Hey where ya goin', wait a sec! You really don't need any more treasure, dude You're so f**in' rich Bill Gates is your b**h whenever you're in the mood Oh-ohhhhh What the f**, Scrooge McDuck?! What kinda quack are you on? Outfitting your mules to go lookin' for j**els in the Amazon Scoo-daba-doo-doo-doo I'm not kidding around, man You're too old for this Hey, come back here! Blood diamonds do not make you a forest ranger (Woo-ooh) Those bugs and snakes you're murdering, they're endangered You're a threat to this fragile ecosystem, go home! (All alone in the tropic zone, pack up your stones and go home) Hey where ya goin', wait a sec! You'll sh** your diaper climbin' up jungle vines I said stay away from the Himalayas or the African mines, oh-oh Your bank account's got large amounts but your brain's plain overdrawn You're hallucinatin' ice cream and cake in the Amazon I said what the f**, Scrooge McDuck, what kinda quack are you on? No matter how much cash you plow, you'll never turn into a swan But you're crazy and old, so you're gonna keep looking for gold In the Amazon! Well, at least it's not the moon (Quack)