Sound of Money
The investment industry, gambling in a scuba suit
Interest rate risk, like blowing through a paper flute
Affairs of accounts, replacements for a lonely heart
Billionaire bankers, glean you as financial art
Subordinated debt, you’re an asset that can bond
Dow Jones Average, you’re a mean of illusions spawned
Vested venture risk, your dead poet’s society
Commercial competition, source of your anxiety
Free market futures, to soften your resistance
Reinvested capital gains, to edit your existence
Economic recession, when money goes on a diet
Capital gains taxes, when robbery is the riot
Asset allocation, a future of cherry picking
Bear market declines, the sound of money ticking
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