(spoken) Alcoholic Wall St. went on a bender. Whew did they get drunk. They passed out cold on the Street
When they woke up they went to their blender without booze their poor heart sunk they looked in the fridge then they threw up Their investments were nothin but junk
(sung) They lost all they had other people's homes and a billion loans. The economy looked bad
The Bush Brokers had an idea We know how to bail you out A Trillion dollar drink is what its all about
The neighbors all chipped in and the Bush brokers bought the booze they opened Wall Street's mouth and poured the green gold ooze
Give a drunk some alcohol like money down the sink Ask them why they need your cash they'll smile but they won't blink
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Hands in the air you taxpaying jerk I need all your dough Hurry up and hand it over and no one here gets hurt.