Текст и слова песни Hammil Peter – Sci-finance (revisited)
You got some shares - it's a capital venture.
You hedge your bets with a gilt-edged bond,
You're stretched out tight by the terms of debenture,
The game is on.
You got a fortune on paper,
How it shines on the v.d.u. !
The simple truth is that sooner or later
The market plays you.
There goes the daylight !
Night comes on the city so soon.
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune ?
Money's ideal, money's power,
Money's the drive that's more than skin-deep,
Hard at work through the twenty-four hours -
Oh, but money's never cheap.
You made some pretty deals, I hear you say,
Judas and Faust are squeaky clean
When the last of the deals have been cleared away
What comes up on the screen ?
There goes the daylight -
Night comes on the city so soon.
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune ?
Only the money. Only the money. Only the money.
But the deal includes us:
We put ourselves into the stocks;
When we built up the temple of the money god
We opened up Pandoras box.
There goes the daylight
Now there is silence on the floor,
Only money-computers chatter privately,
No people any more.
No people any more,
Only the money, only the money,
Is that what you want ? Is that it ?
There goes the daylight.
You hedge your bets with a gilt-edged bond,
You're stretched out tight by the terms of debenture,
The game is on.
You got a fortune on paper,
How it shines on the v.d.u. !
The simple truth is that sooner or later
The market plays you.
There goes the daylight !
Night comes on the city so soon.
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune ?
Money's ideal, money's power,
Money's the drive that's more than skin-deep,
Hard at work through the twenty-four hours -
Oh, but money's never cheap.
You made some pretty deals, I hear you say,
Judas and Faust are squeaky clean
When the last of the deals have been cleared away
What comes up on the screen ?
There goes the daylight -
Night comes on the city so soon.
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune ?
Only the money. Only the money. Only the money.
But the deal includes us:
We put ourselves into the stocks;
When we built up the temple of the money god
We opened up Pandoras box.
There goes the daylight
Now there is silence on the floor,
Only money-computers chatter privately,
No people any more.
No people any more,
Only the money, only the money,
Is that what you want ? Is that it ?
There goes the daylight.
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