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(Hammill)

You got shares in a speculative venture,
you got some stock in a bond,
you stretched out tight by the of debenture,
the is on...
You chase the bulls in corrida,
the thought of loss is than you can bear,
you scan the for a market leader,
a tip and a prayer,
You see daylight:
comes on the City so soon.
You say you are a capitalist,
but you dance to a tune.
Jobs for the boys and for the shop-floor;
rationalize, strip the and run
If the contract stalls, then you've just got to cop more, ain't Monopoly
You made some pretty deals the way,
Judas and are in accord.
the revolution comes you may be blown away,
but I bet end up on the board...

the money.
the money.

Sometime in the you may realize that the day
you made your decision to follow money as a was
you darkest dawn--and that, then, you have
venerated figures as and, for you,
are just pawns.

But that deal you:
you're an asset like the rest,
and you, too, naked, beg the Money-God
not to put you to the
got no further use for you
Now, there is on the floor.

Clever money-computers privately.
No any more.

the money.