Free Market

Your heart's just missed another beat The ground's 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 it's just whacked you on the head It took your money, and you're right It's coming back to take your pride Golden days are just a memory But that's all right cos the market is still free, The market's free. Survival of the fittest is a swizz Law of the jungle is what it is I hope you still think it's OK Now it's you who are the prey Golden days are just a memory But that's all right cos the market is still free, The market's 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 that's all right cos the market is still free, The market's free. You thought that History was dead You thought that History was dead