The pound is sinking The peso's failing The lira's reeling And feeling quite appalling The mark is holding The franc is fading The drachma's very weak But everyone's still trading
The market's bottom Has fallen right out And only the strong are survivors
Well I fear, my dear That it's eminently clear That you can't see the trees For the forest Your father was an Extraordinary man But you don't seem to have inherited Many of his mannerisms
Oh, any of his mannerisms
The dollar's moving The rouble's rising The yen is keeping up Which hardly seems surprising
The market's bottom Has fallen right out And only the strong are survivors
Hear me lover I can't be held responsible now
For something that didn't happen I knew you for a minute Oh, it didn't happen Only for a minute Your heart just wasn't in it anymore
The pound is sinking The peso's failing The lira's reeling And feeling quite appalling
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