Hello fellow MCS'ers!

We blew the cobbwebs off this one and decided to let it out of the CBZ barn and bring it to the slaughter house here...put a fork in it, as Tricia would say!
This was written just as the lid was blowing off the sub-prime fiasco as thousands of Americans were being tossed out in the street in default of their mortgages. As Steve correctly predicted in his usually clever and sharp lyrics, seems the greedy rich bankers and wall street specualtors all have since been bailed-out by the same working class people who got the shaft in the first place (and didn't get any help)..the taxpayer

(didn't take a psychic to predict that would happen either!

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Great job gang!
Marc
Steve McAndrew (Pleasuredome)-Vocals/Guitars/Lyrics
Jay Schankman (J)-Keyboards
Todd Vierra (Thunder)-Drums/Percussion
Marc Traynor (Canuk62)-Bass/Music/Mix
Mark Morgan Shaw (CosmicDolphin)-Master
Andy Gupta (AndyG6508, Bumpy Buttons and other aliases we'll never know of!)-Production Advisor
Too Little, Too Late (McAndrew-Lyrics/Traynor-Music/Copyright 2009)
Sharpen the knives, we deal in lives
Low tens now were once high fives
Nowhere left to run today,
Meltdown's surely heading our way
International banks on their knees
Sectors, once safe, begging please, screaming please
Fuelled by the funds that we fed
Drowned by greed, now they're dead
Investors, now they bite back
Decide to take back their slack
The effect, their huge wall of black
Their leaders have to change tack
Institutions that once raked it in
Now exposed by their greed and sin
Drawn under by overdrafts
Now trying to take to their rafts
We can't afford to let it all die
Now united they try, how they try
Is it too little too late
Outwith the repayment date
The backyard's now the world stage
Sub Prime the words of the age, induce rage
Escape the meltdown on fire
Financial guns now for hire