A Sick Stock's a-Gonna Fall
Oh where have you been, my blue eyed son,
And where have you been my shareholder one,
I've screwed up and bought me some bulletin board stocks,
I've shoveled my money down one crooked sewer,
I got ripped off by chiseling Boards of Directors,
I've been stuck out back of some bailing-out stockholders,
I've been 10,000 miles in the mouth of some shysters,
And it's a sick, it's a sick, it's a sick, and it's a sick,
It's a sick stock's a gonna fall
Oh what did you see, my blue eyed son,
And what did you see my shareholder one,
I saw some stockholders with wild wolves all around them,
I saw 'stocks' without filings and nobody on it ...... sec.gov
I saw a 'stock' sold with blood that was dripping,
I saw a room full of stock brokers with hammers a bleedin',
I saw many people with portfolios under water,
I saw folks all complainin' whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of pissed people,
And it's a sick, it's a sick, it's a sick, and it's a sick,
It's a sick stock's a gonna fall
Oh what did you hear, my blue eyed son,
And what did you hear my shareholder one,
I heard the lack of an Edgar that roared out a warnin' ... sec.gov
I heard one hundred pumpsters whose lips were a bleedin',
I heard many people talkin' I heard nobody listnin',
I heard one thousand people screwed,I heard a few people laughin',
I heard songs of a poet who was robbed in the gutter,
I heard the sound of a clown who was mugged in the alley,
And it's a sick, it's a sick, it's a sick, and it's a sick,
It's a sick stock's a gonna fall
Oh who did you meet, my blue eyed son,
And who did you meet my shareholder one,
I met some directors with four million options,
I met a white man who hyped many dogs,
I met some shareholders whose anger was burning,
I met some old threadsters who gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded by greed,
I met another man who was wounded by cash grabs,
And it's a sick, it's a sick, it's a sick, and it's a sick,
It's a sick stock's a gonna fall
Oh what shall you do now, my blue eyed son,
And what shall you do now, my shareholder one,
I'm going back out 'fore the directors all screw us,
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest class action,
Where plaintiffs are many and the directors defendants,
Where the printing of cheap stock is tanking the share price,
And the lack of SEC filings hide the dark dirty secrets,
Where the faces of thieves are always well hidden,
Where avarice is normal, where shareholders are forgotten
Where green is the color and greed is the number,
And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it,
And reflect to the thread so that all souls can see it,
And I'll find a SEC filing before shoveling money,
And I'll know my stock well before I start buying,
And it's a sick, it's a sick, it's a sick, and it's a sick,
It's a sick stock's a gonna fall
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