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 'cause the market is still free
The market's free
Survival of the fittest is a swizz
Law of the jungle's what it is
I hope you still think it's okay
Now it's you who are the prey
Golden days are just a memory
But that's all right 'cause the market is still free
The market's free
Free marketeers were on a roll
Rolling in silver and in gold
But then the markets grew too cold
So they held out the begging bowl
Golden days are just a memory
But that's all right 'cause the market is still free
The market's free
Golden days are just a memory
But that's all right 'cause the market is still free
The market's free
You thought that history was dead
You thought that history was dead
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written by CHARLES STOBO REID, CRAIG MORRIS REID
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