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