Bankers From Hell, by Charles Carreon
In the City of New York
The pigs grow huge
They wear hundred dollar ties
And pin stripe suits
They never get slaughtered
‘Cause they own the joint
They cook the books
With PowerPoint
Oh yea,
Bankers from Hell
You heard me
Bankers from Hell
In the City of New York
The pigs are smart
They put whole countries
In their shopping cart
They don’t have curly tails
They use American Express
And the way they treat us all is
Priceless
Oh yeah,
Bankers from Hell
You heard me
Bankers from Hell
They got banker’s names
They play banker’s games
They get bonused big
To make bad loans
They say they’re not members
Of the Skull and Bones
Oh yea,
Bankers from Hell
Wearing pinstriped suits
Tailored in Hell