Black 47 - Bankers and Gangsters

Johnnie’s on a hot ledge

Just out of college

He owe fifty grand to the banking industry

But the dude’s on a slow burn

Another unpaid intern

Four years just bought him some credit history with them

Bankers and gangsters, soldiers and dancers

All locked together in default harmony

With the financial chancers, and all manner of high rolling romancers

Livin’ out this American tragedy

Mary got a problem

20 years workin’

Gave her a pink slip - ain’t talkin’ lingerie

Closed down her cubicle

Hey it ain’t economical

You wanta move to South East Asia

Eddie back from Baghdad

Head it hurt so bad

Left a piece of it with the Jihadi

Buggin’ out at the VA

Mortgage late, benefits delayed

Go wave your yellow ribbons for the military

And all of our saints go marching through

Waving their red, white and their blue

Patriots and presidents say I got to live on less

But less for me means a whole lot more for you

Annie on the cell-phone

To her son in Dayton

It breask her heart to beg for sympathy

But she’s seventy and on her own

Gotta bum a short-term loan

You ever tried livin’ on social security