There's smart new art to robbin' on the highway
That's hackin' up the banks
An' a shakin' up the skyways
It's a new ambition
It's a brand new craze
And I have to tell you boys
That supercrime pays
Well baby's got the heroin hidden in her cashmere
She's flyin' on a Tristar from Hollywood to Kashmir
She's gonna be the star of an international terror
Now she's flyin' to the stars
'cause the bomb went off in error
Chorus:
Wow, oh yeah
Shakin' in my blue suede shoes
Wow, oh yeah
A wop bop a lu la bop
Dancin' to the super crook blues
Well the billionaire boys
They want a billion dollars
They're the billionaire sons of society and scholars
They're gonna join the boys of fame and wit and glory
They're gonna write a book
And they're gonna sell the story
Chorus x 2
Well there's money in rape
And there's cash in terrorism
As sex crimes shown on network television
They're laughin' in Gstaad
And they're laughin' in Marbella
Investin' in a factory and forests in Malaya
They're gonna laugh aloud
And they're gonna get away
Well I have to tell ya kids
That supercrime pays
Chorus to end

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): MARTIN DEGVILLE, NEAL WHITMORE, TONY JAMES