Charlie was a lucky
child
Inheriting a dream
He got himself a
factory
Of the sweetest candy
cream
He tasted every candy
sweet
He tasted every gum
He ate and ate just
like a pig
Until he was very
numb
He didn't watch the
boilers
Charlie was just a
child
The machines went
into overdrive
The candy began to
pile
It piled up to the
ceiling
It piled up to the
clouds
It piled around the
houses
It piled around the
crowds
It filled up all the
cars
It filled up all the
streets
Little Goby Goobers
And Giant Tracky
Treats
All the people began
to cry
Little Charlie what
to do?
Charlie thought, and
then he said
I'm sharing the
wealth...
And this is all for
you.