Party Like It's 1929
Party Like It's 1929
Party Like Its 1929
PARTY LIKE ITS 1929
(melody 1999, Prince)
The artist: WilliamBanzai7
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin'
Coulda sworn it was Wall Street judgment day
The S&P was purple and the DOW was gray,
there were traders runnin' everywhere
Tryin' to run from the destruction,
U know I didn't even care
CHORUS
say say Dow heads down to zero Wall Street party over,
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1929
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
So sue me if I go to fast
But Wall Street is just a party, and parties weren't meant to last
Paper losses is all around us, my mind says prepare to fight
So if I gotta die I'm gonna watch Cramer tonight
CHORUS
say say Dow heads down to zero--Wall Street party over,
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1929
intro 2x
Lemme tell ya somethin'
If U didn't come to party,
don't bother knockin' on Paulsons's bailout door
It's burning a hole in his pocket,
and baby he's ready to ask for more
Yeah, everybody's got an unhedged bomb,
we could all die any day
But before I'll let that happen,
I'll dance my investment banking life away
Oh, they say
say subprime securitization party over,
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1929
say say DOW heads down to zero party over,
oops out of time
So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1929
we gonna, oww
1929
Dont ya wanna go 1929
Dont ya wanna go 1929
Dont ya wanna go 1929
SUBTERRANEAN DOW JONES BLUES
SUBTERRANEAN DOW JONES BLUES
(to Subterranean Homesick Blues, Bob Dylan)
WilliamBanzai7
Johnny's in the basement
Trading on the internet
Out on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The banker in the trench coat
Kicked out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
And wants his mortgage paid off
Look out kid
It's that bad trade you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new scam
The man in the red cap
With the the big bailout pen
100 Billion dollar bills
You gotta find some new thrills
Mack's got a big position to foot
Morgan's full of CDS soot
Talkin' that Lehman put
All of us on same bus but
The markets tanked anyway
Mack says that many say
We can go bust anyday
Orders in from Ebay
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your winged tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
Carry round a financial fire hose
Hard to keep a clean nose
Watch the men in plain clothes
You don't need a weather map
To know which way your stock goes
Get sick, get well
Hang around a red ink well
Closing bell, hard to tell
If anything their goin' to sell
Try hard, get tarred
Get back, go to jail
Get enjoined, jump bail
Join a hedge fund, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But losers, cheaters
Crooked subprime CDO dealers
Hang around with 500 dollar Chelsea strippers
Sitting in the toxic asset whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow market leaders
Watch the Federal debt meter
Ah get burned, keep warm
Shorts dance, lose your pants
Get dressed, sell distressed
Try to be a new success
Please buy, don't sell
Its a steal, need a lift
Twenty years of Wall Street hell
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
Try to keep it all hid
Better jump through a loophole
Light yourself a roman candle
Don't get caught wearing greek sandals
Try to avoid the market scandals
Don't wanna be a Wall Street bum
You better chew some new gum
The Fed pump don't work
Cause the vandals stole the handles
party like it's 1929
Sobering, satirical, and delicous.
But for many the same end result: 1929.
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