When Too Much Is Not Enough

At the top o’ the heap by rigging the rules
keeping the money flowing to their favorite tools
discarding the bereft like yesterday’s trash
after fleecing ’em out of home and cash

It’s full out patriotism to the almighty dollar
but never ever is heard any blue blood holler
from the wallets of our kith and kin
the elite steal from early and often

CHORUS:

They can win or lose on whatever path they choose
but triumph or fail, they will prevail
’cause they’re calling the dance at the predator’s ball

The rich and powerful sup at the trough
of course, they deserve it — cough, cough
junk bonds and derivatives crosses of the alter
financiers as deities, surely none will falter

It’s a no product, nothing built, sleight of hand
just vast paper castles built on quicksand
with the tap of a key, so easy to perform
no muss, no fuss, just economic porn

CHORUS

Profit on the guaranteed demise of others
sacrifice for the low level sisters and brothers
but just when is enough and at what cost?
and to what degree of our paradise lost?

What about he who finishes first, shall be last?
it’s fundamental scripture — the die is cast
but in a country worshiping grandiose greed
Caesar and mammon are the twin masters’ creeds

CLOSING

Yes, they package and trades things invisible
insulated from the fickle ol’ bear and bull
insured from calamity by the full faith and credit
of those hoi polloi who will never ever get it
they’re simply too big to fail or take down
they’re America’s terrorists, they own your town
salute and subjugate to the new holy crown