Your hearts just missed another beat
The grounds still moving neath your feet
Your mouth is dry, your eyes are sore
There is nothing certain anymore
You thought that History was dead,
Well its just whacked you on the head
It took your money, and youre right
Its coming back to take your pride
Golden days are just a memory
But thats all right cos the market is still free,
The markets free.
Survival of the fittest is a swizz
Law of the jungle is what it is
I hope you still think its OK
Now its you who are the prey
Golden days are just a memory
But thats all right cos the market is still free,
The markets free.
Free marketeers were on a roll
Rolling in silver and in gold
But then the market grew too cold
So they held out the begging bowl
Golden days are just a memory
But thats all right cos the market is still free,
The markets free.
You thought that History was dead
You thought that History was dead