| You got some shares, it’s a capital venture
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| You hedge your bets with a gilt-edged bond
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| You’re stretched out tight by the terms of debenture
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| The game is on
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| You got a fortune on paper
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| How it shines on the VDU!
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| The simple truth is that sooner or later
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| The market plays you
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| There goes the daylight!
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| Night comes on the city so soon
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| In the dance of the typical capitalists
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| What piper plays the tune?
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| Money’s ideal, money’s power
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| Money’s the drive that’s more than skin-deep
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| Hard at work through the twenty-four hours —
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| Oh, but money’s never cheap
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| You made some pretty deals, I hear you say
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| Judas and Faust are squeaky clean…
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| When the last of the deals have been cleared away
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| What comes up on the screen?
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| There goes the daylight —
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| Night comes on the city so soon
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| In the dance of the typical capitalists
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| What piper plays the tune?
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| Only the money
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| But the deal includes us:
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| We put ourselves into the stocks;
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| When we built up the temple of the money-god
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| We opened up Pandora’s box
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| There goes the daylight
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| Now there is silence on the floor
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| Only money-computers chatter privately
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| No people any more
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| No people any more
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| Only the money, only the money
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| Is that what you want?
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| Is that it?
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| There goes the daylight |