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Davos (The World Economic Forum 2012)
We did it, we did it,
We did it, this time
Burn't holes in our pockets
Hearing the bells chime.
Pardon me Sir/Ma'am,
Don't mean to offend,
No nickels and dimes
Are left now to spend.
With tottering economies
That once spoke of trust
Their bubbles are bursting
In oceans of dust.
There are no free lunches
For heavens sake please
We've gorged on our money
Now life is a tease.
For words we're at loss
Things gone for a toss
It was your fault boss
Don't lie in Davos.
It started with Greece
Now Europe is bad
Such perplexocity
Is driving us mad.
Everything was great
Till 2008
No one's left to bait
Such is now the state.
There was the sweet sound
Of dollars and pounds
Can't hear much around
As we hit the ground.
Let us vow to cure
Us of this disease
Jobs can be created
With lives on a lease.
Be rain hail or snow
On must be the show
Its time to be honest
Credit gave the blow.
I'd like some more champagne
It make makes me feel high
Lord I know we're sinking
It makes me feel dry.
Now that we have toasted
To all we had boasted
Let us fingers cross
Here now in Davos.
2012 has arrived
Not much left to pride
There must be an answer
Search deep down inside.
We've been running now
From pillar to post
To save our currencies
What we love the most.
One day then will come
Again we'll have fun
Lets play till that time
Get on with the crime.
We did it, this time
Burn't holes in our pockets
Hearing the bells chime.
Pardon me Sir/Ma'am,
Don't mean to offend,
No nickels and dimes
Are left now to spend.
With tottering economies
That once spoke of trust
Their bubbles are bursting
In oceans of dust.
There are no free lunches
For heavens sake please
We've gorged on our money
Now life is a tease.
For words we're at loss
Things gone for a toss
It was your fault boss
Don't lie in Davos.
It started with Greece
Now Europe is bad
Such perplexocity
Is driving us mad.
Everything was great
Till 2008
No one's left to bait
Such is now the state.
There was the sweet sound
Of dollars and pounds
Can't hear much around
As we hit the ground.
Let us vow to cure
Us of this disease
Jobs can be created
With lives on a lease.
Be rain hail or snow
On must be the show
Its time to be honest
Credit gave the blow.
I'd like some more champagne
It make makes me feel high
Lord I know we're sinking
It makes me feel dry.
Now that we have toasted
To all we had boasted
Let us fingers cross
Here now in Davos.
2012 has arrived
Not much left to pride
There must be an answer
Search deep down inside.
We've been running now
From pillar to post
To save our currencies
What we love the most.
One day then will come
Again we'll have fun
Lets play till that time
Get on with the crime.
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