The Black 47 - Bankers and Gangsters lyrics

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