Green Gallows for the Wall Street Bankers

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In the middle of the night

I woke in a big fright

Saw mobs marching down the street

To a fierce iconic beat

They sang a dirge of disgust

At the evil money lust

That has our economy made bust

The scumbags of the financial

Upper Crust

Green gallows for the Wall Street Bankers

Lying thieving money wankers

Rotten SOBs with no moral anchor

Hang them, Invisible Hand, with

righteous anger

The CEOs and big financiers

Bear Stearns, Merrill Lynch, Citigroup

Stealing money as they flee the

chicken coop

Madoff with his Ponzi scheme

What a horrible insane dream

Collateralized swaps, derivative drops

Toxic assets, financial plops

Liars’ loans sold as triple-A

Gekko Bankers gotta get their fees

Spreading chaos and disease

Green gallows for the Wall Street Bankers

Lying thieving money wankers

Rotten SOBs with no moral anchor

Hang them, Invisible Hand, with

righteous anger

Where were you, federal regulators?

When Wall Street went to war

Screwing employees, shareholders,

ever more

The White House and Congress

Suckin’ up to bankers behind

closed doors

Goldman’s Rubin told Clinton what

to do

Greenspan of the Federal Reserve said

All is well, big money’s swell

How much you think Wall Street

Paid them when they left?

Green gallows for the Wall Street Bankers

Lying thieving money wankers

Rotten SOBs with no moral anchor

Hang them, Invisible Hand, with

righteous anger

Give them what they truly deserve

Heads swinging from the Federal Reserve

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