Francis Magalona Pen And Ink Lyrics

Went to the store to buy me a pen
            The pen wouldn't write so I traded for a hen
          The hen wouldn't lay so I traded for a ray
            The ray wouldn't shine so I traded for a vine
          The vine wouldn't swing so I traded for a ring
            The ring wouldn't fit so I traded for a hit
          The hit wouldn't run so I traded for a gun
            The gun wouldn't shoot so I traded for a flute
          The flute wouldn't blow so I traded for a hoe
            The hoe wouldn't heave like holes in a sieve
          Like folds in a sleeve and I think it's time to leave
            So don't underestimate the power of the pen
          Because the power of the mind translates into the pen
            And if the power of the pen comes from w/in
          Like the power of the mind that makes you think
            Just think will this pen ever run out of ink?
          The pen kept gliding on a piece of paper
            The hand was guiding it 'cuz sooner or later
          Thoughts would emerge everytime I get
            the urge to write on a pad all the thoughts I ever had
          We write the right rhymes so don't try to bite mine
            In spite of this you still write to spite
          We write the songs that make people sing along
            You write for a fee and make a lot of enemies
          You dig for the dirt get cash for the trash
            How much would it cost for you to kiss my ass?
          Because the pen is mightier than the sword
            Heavens to Betsy, oh, my Lord!
          If you believe, you shall receive
            And if you deceive, we will besiege
          Because the power of the mind translates
            into the pen And if the power of the pen comes from within
          Like the power of the mind that makes you think
            Just think, will this pen ever run out of ink?
          Yeah?use a pencil