You studied hard and you got a good job,
Cause you didn’t want to end up as just another sorry slob
And you put some money away 
For a rainy day.
And the job goes well and you like the work
And you think promotion is a cert
And you never see it ending any day
And you get nice car
And you get a nice wife 
And you think to yourself
‘Man, it’s a wonderful life’
But you don’t see the trouble heading right you way
On the financial page
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Put your money in the bank, son, they all say
You couldn’t see the bastards making hay
[ ] it’s full steam backwards every day
You get the house and things are going fine
You look around and think ‘Is this all mine?’
You’ve come so far, and it’s getting better every day
But then the problems start to raise their heads
Those investors [bastards?] weren’t all that they said
You lay awake tormented by the certainty,
That things aren’t how they seem.
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So you knuckle down until you lost the job
You ended up just another sorry slob
And all your money, well it simply drained away
It’s the end of your glittering career,
Now it’s over you’re out on your fucking ear
And all the people who have done this have gone away
With a big pay day
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