The stocks flowed easy
Then the stock just froze
Thousands lost their houses
When the market closed
But what about the people
Who dreamed the scheme?
They own a thousand houses
They’ve never seen
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Ain’t it funky now!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Really gettin’ down!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
You got no house
And you got no rent
So you heap all your hopes
On the government
To guide us and to guard us
And to see us all through
Then you learn the government
Is dead broke too
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Ain’t it funky now!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Really gettin’ down!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Our minds are twisted
And the world is torn
Everywhere the planet
Is scarred with war
But that’s about the way
It’s always been
So step through the wreckage
With a knowing grin
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Ain’t it funky now!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
Really gettin’ down!
Bang! Bam! Boom!
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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