The Markets

The opening bells…
The opening bells…
Oh, the opening bells are all ringing.
They bring to us…
They ring for us…
Oh, how opportunity has us all singing.
The markets flow…
The markets grow…
Oh, how the markets know what to bring!
The rising prices…
The many devices…
Oh, how our stock markets serve.
The many choices…
The many voices…
Oh, how our good fortunes sing.
The money flows…
The money grows…
Oh, how the people’s worth goes.
Suddenly, we endure a massive correction…
A sudden, profound change of direction…
Turning a party into a wake.
Suddenly, the markets again turn…
So that we may all again earn…
And take from the table our bounty.
We have inflation…
We have infatuation…
As our stock markets soar.
The rising prices…
The secret devices…
As our rates rise from the floor.
The tickers displayed…
Many are played…
Some tell lies, that’s the truth.
Companies are created…
Companies are rated…
As we expect more profits galore.
Suddenly, we endure a massive correction…
A sudden, profound change of direction…
Turning a party into a wake.
Suddenly, the markets again turn…
So that we may all again earn…
And take from the table our bounty.

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(speaking part):
Our markets true wealth comes from the sum of our lives governed by it not the collection of material hoarding.