Pretty as a picture in the center of the continent
There's a country that excels, at sitting on the fence.
Hiding in the shadows of a mountain range most prominent.
It never joined its neighbors in shaping world events.
Renown for punctuality and banking sk**s unmatched
It beckons to the world, "Bring us your silver and your gold.
Your money's safe and sound here with no strings attached.
A place where it can grow as you grow old."
The cat ate the canary - but don't lay any blame.
Good old Mother Nature - made it do the deed.
So why get all those bankers from Zurich,
For doing pretty much the same?
In that same circumstance, tell me who'd pa** up the chance,
To cash in on a little bit of greed?
Meticulous and organized each page in triplicate.
Enough to make a bureaucrat salivate & drool.
Your parents died in Auschwitz where's the d**h certificate?
We're sorry but you realize rules are rules.
They tried to shred the records but it came out in the press,
Exposed by an employee who was fired and disgraced.
"But there's so few accounts here maybe 800 at best?"
The 30,000 later found, had somehow been misplaced
The cat ate the canary - but don't lay any blame.
Good old Mother Nature - made it do the deed.
So why get all those bankers from Zurich,
For doing pretty much the same?
With no one standing guard, why not raid the cookie jar
And cash in on a little bit of greed?
Now they put a fund together to pay anyone who's left.
As honor and integrity, finally make a stand.
But we all know it's just to show they're politically correct.
So send your spare cash to Barbados,
Or Better yet the Holy Land.