Post by kim on Dec 10, 2011 21:11:29 GMT -7
The Bankster's Lament
(to the tune of "Oh My Darling, Clementine")
On a plaza, in a canyon
Occupying for a time
Came the people, yes the people
Said their name was "Ninety-Nine."
Chorus 1
Oh my gracious, oh my goodness,
Oh my goodness, Ninety-Nine,
Strong, united, and together,
Here forever, Ninety-Nine!
Oh, their placards and their posters
And their drumming gives the sign
That the game is done and over,
Oh you dreadful, Ninety-Nine.
Chorus 2
Call them commies, call them hippies,
Call them threats, an unwashed pox,
Ran the headlines, said the anchors
When the news was aired on Fox.
Oh, I tremble as I'm thinking
What I've got ain't really mine.
If for what is theirs they march here
Will they come by Wall or Pine?
Chorus 3
Call the cops out! Call the cops out!
'Cuff 'em all if you would like.
"We'll be lost and gone forever,"
Cried the mayor, Mayor Mike.
They are growing, they are gaining
And the whole world's right in line.
I may join, it's now or never,
Oh you mighty, Ninety-Nine.
Chorus 4
Oh my bullion, oh my silver,
Oh my finest vintage wine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Oh goddamn, the Ninety-Nine!
Did not join them, now I'm sorry,
In a grave where worms do dine,
I am gone and long forgotten,
By the mighty Ninety-Nine!
Last Chorus
Oh the moral is quite simple:
If you want to show some spine,
You'll support them, even join them,
The brave band of Ninety-Nine!
from Occupyr: www.occupyr.com/Art/thread.php?id=658
(to the tune of "Oh My Darling, Clementine")
On a plaza, in a canyon
Occupying for a time
Came the people, yes the people
Said their name was "Ninety-Nine."
Chorus 1
Oh my gracious, oh my goodness,
Oh my goodness, Ninety-Nine,
Strong, united, and together,
Here forever, Ninety-Nine!
Oh, their placards and their posters
And their drumming gives the sign
That the game is done and over,
Oh you dreadful, Ninety-Nine.
Chorus 2
Call them commies, call them hippies,
Call them threats, an unwashed pox,
Ran the headlines, said the anchors
When the news was aired on Fox.
Oh, I tremble as I'm thinking
What I've got ain't really mine.
If for what is theirs they march here
Will they come by Wall or Pine?
Chorus 3
Call the cops out! Call the cops out!
'Cuff 'em all if you would like.
"We'll be lost and gone forever,"
Cried the mayor, Mayor Mike.
They are growing, they are gaining
And the whole world's right in line.
I may join, it's now or never,
Oh you mighty, Ninety-Nine.
Chorus 4
Oh my bullion, oh my silver,
Oh my finest vintage wine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Oh goddamn, the Ninety-Nine!
Did not join them, now I'm sorry,
In a grave where worms do dine,
I am gone and long forgotten,
By the mighty Ninety-Nine!
Last Chorus
Oh the moral is quite simple:
If you want to show some spine,
You'll support them, even join them,
The brave band of Ninety-Nine!
from Occupyr: www.occupyr.com/Art/thread.php?id=658