We come from a long line of lenders Who get rich just exploiting you spenders But now we just manage our blenders Up, up, up on the hill / It helps to be charming and funny Have cute names like Binky and Bunny But the main thing's still oodles of money Up, up, up on the hill / Up on the hill we are the big cheeses Up on the hill we own the cool breezes Top of the heap Is where we know we belong / Up on the hill above the confusion Up on the hill we live our illusions Up, up, up on the hill / Marmalade mansions beneath cloudless skies Breathtaking vistas that baffle your eyes We're passing our days in a rare atmosphere Sun, sea, and stars, and warm breezes all year / Our blood is decidedly blue-ish We're leery of anything newish And or course, darling, nobody's Jewish Up, up, up on the hill / Up on the hill we are the big cheeses Up on the hill we own the cool breezes The top of the heap Is where we know we belong / Up on the hill above the confusion Up on the hill we live our illusions Up, up, up on the hill Up, up, up on the hill Way up, up, up on the hill