SONG: “How’s your Hedge Fund Now, Baby”

by Walt Stewart, copyright 2009

Momma’s holding kitchen court / there’s nothing to eat

Says she’s got to rest her weary feet    

Ain’t seen it this bad since Papa lost the still

When the tea pot boiled over on the S & L bill

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and Momma said to Daddy

How’s your hedge fund now baby                 

You still think it’s just an accident           

It’s seven come eleven with side effects      

these money changers got no horse sense

She says it’s a matter of G-8’s dysfunction  

Playing Texas hold-em at the G-twenty junction

It’s no fun trimming hedges in the big apple

When blind credit raters are sleeping in the temple

Chorus

Bridge: I want a raise, I want a raise….today

In walked the judge wearing his derivative suit

Money leaking from the soul of his boot

Daddy says to Momma  / Where’d you get this crap?

She Says been doing my banking at the Laundromat

Chorus

Bridge We want a raise. We want a raise ….today