The Wall Street Blues

You bought a pitch
The whole nine yards
The shiny dream
The house of cards
But now your dream's
Gone down the drain
The house of cards
A house of pain

They promised riches
Over-night
They stitched you up
It hurts alright
They took your money
And your shoes
And now you've got
The Wall Street blues

You bought the dream
New lamps for old
You thought the streets
Were paved with gold
They filled your hands
With tinsel and glitter
It tasted sweet
But soon turned bitter

You took the bait
They reeled you in
And now the future's
Lookin' grim
They took your money
And your shoes
And now you've got the
Wall Street blues

They said the market
Could never go down
They took your savings
Then they left town
They couldn't have done it
Without your greed
They only satisfied
A need

You tried to make a
An easy buck
They pulled the plug
And now you're stuck
They took your money
And your shoes
And now you've got the
The Wall Street blues

I fear you've got the
Wall Street blues
I guess you've got
The Wall Street blues



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Brooker, Keith Reid
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