Winston Apple

THE WALL STREET CASINO

Lyrics and music by Winston Apple
If you are addicted to gambling, but have a serious aversion to risk 
There is a place you can go 
Where the odds are in your favor, as long as you're already rich
If you win, you get to keep the winnings
If you lose, you get your money back
There an't no other place I know'll give you a sweeter deal than that

So come on down to The Wall Street Casino
It's a rich man's game, let the good times roll
Come on down to The Wall Street Casino
You won't lose a penny if the dice go cold

Just remember to give the House a little taste to make sure things keep going your way
And don't forget about the Senators,
They've got their hands out too, expecting to get paid
If your bank or your company is too big to fail, but you fail anyway
Uncle Sam will bail you out
He'll make the taxpayers pay and pay

Come on down to The Wall Street Casino
We socialize losses and privatize gains
Come on down to The Wall Street Casino 
Where your big, fat bonuses don't have to be explained

Ka-ching, ka-ching, ka ka ka-ching
You seem to be blessed with the Midas Touch
Ka-ching, ka-ching, ka ka ka-ching 
Do you ever think that you may love money too much?

The fix is in, so cheat if you want to
If you get caught, you won't even pay a fine
Commit some fraud, you won't be indicted and you sure as hell won't do any time
Although Congress might expect you to apologize

So come on down to The Wall Street Casino 
Where the cards are marked and the decks are stacked
Come on down to The Wall Street Casino 
Where your good old Uncle Sammy's got your back
Come on down to The Wall Street Casino 
There ain't no reason for you to have the blues
When the dice go cold at The Wall Street Casino
It's the taxpayers who lose, not you
You keep making money hand over fist
It doesn't get any better than this