Here comes the banker with his outstretched hand Hands stretched open, hands stretched open Curtseys politely to Uncle Sam “Could you spare a dime? Could you give a man some time?” I seem to have gambled my fortunes away “We can help you,” Sam does say. Veins bled dry by down and out vampires “We can help you,” Sam does say. But don’t you utter a word upon class warfare Quit your whining ‘bout how it all seems unfair And as the money grubbers take more than their share Don’t you entertain ideas about class warfare Here comes the working man with outstretched hand, Shame upon his face, looking quite disgraced, Stumbles, exhausted at the feet of Sam, “Could you spare a dime? Could you help a man out? I was tricked by the banker, I’m about to lose my house!” “Un-American!” Sam proclaims. “Earn your keep or strike out, pulls yourselves up by your boot straps” Sam does say. But don’t you utter a word about class warfare Quit your whining ‘bout how it all seems unfair And as the money grubbers take more than their share Don’t you entertain ideas about class warfare Extortionary threats, coercion in a curse Robin Hood in reverse Speculative bets on advantageous debts But here’s your safety net: Steal from the poor and give to the rich Robin Hood in reverse! Here comes the banker with his squeezing hands Hands are clenched, around our necks Dons a smile, beguiles, as we fatally blunder Giving public coffers for private plunder And our children suffer, society is torn asunder By Robin Hood in reverse, Robin Hood in reverse But don’t you utter a word about class warfare © 2009 eveghost
