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Do you remember in September 08 when the whole thing came undone?

When Wallstreet’s chickens came home to roost and it looked like their race was

run?

Enter stage right Uncle Ben and his merry men to save the day

They robbed from the poor and they gave to the rich

And they made sure their bonuses got paid

The game is set so give up hope

This rising tide will sink all boats

Rome’s on fire and there’s no help for us

So grab your fiddles and join on the chorus

The sirens wail the tide is out

So grab your boards we’ll paddle out

And ride this fucker in, all the way to hell

Let’s party down it’s too late to stop

The other shoe is about to drop

So let’s ride this fucker in

All the way back down, straight to hell

Recession? What recession? It’s a goddamned depression

But they won’t admit it yet

So there’s still no work and it’s been four years

«But look at the stock market!»

How many bankers lost their jobs?

How many CEOs are out on the streets?

Congress dressed up as Rose of Sharon

And let them suckle at the government teat

We’ve paid the banker and we paid the miser

Now there’s no money left to pay the piper

Rome’s on fire and there’s no hope for us

So grab your fiddle and join on the chorus…

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