(to the tune of “On Broadway” by Barry Mann, Mike Stoller, Jerry Leiber & Cynthia Weil)
They say there’s profit to be made on Wall Street (on Wall Street).
That’s what the banksters & fraudsters, they all say (on Wall Street).
But when their schemes and bubbles burst,
It’s always us who get hurt the worst,
‘Cause we’re the ones who wind up having to pay (to Wall Street).
We see that crime does pay for Wall Street (for Wall Street),
Their D.C. friends all leave no doubt (for Wall Street).
And if the lying banksters fail,
They’re sure they’ll never go to jail,
And know it’s us who’ll always bail them out (on Wall Street).
There’s billions in foreclosures and wars for Wall Street (for Wall Street),
And suffering for us who pay the bill (for Wall Street),
The banksters there are conscience-free,
The bottom line is all they see,
They’re blind to those their buys and sales all kill (on Wall Street).
Someday, the worm will turn on Wall Street (on Wall Street),
Someday, democracy will come (to Wall Street).
But for now, that’s just a dream,
While children die and mothers scream,
And banksters still are greedy scum on Wall Street (on Wall Street).