You are by far the wealthiest duck in Duckburg (Woo-ooh)
I'm sure you could afford to rename it "Suck-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 fuckin' rich, Bill Gates is your bitch whenever you're in the mood
Oh-oh
What the fuck, Scrooge McDuck?!
What kinda quack are you on?
Outfitting your mules to go lookin' for jewels 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 shit 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 fuck, 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)