Down fall the Nasdaq and Dow;
The green is draining.
Big shots of stock are getting a "junk" rating.
All the storied brands are vomit and some are
History, and dipsh!t Paulson is czar.
Meanwhile, the dipsh!ts in Congress just talk.
Talk makes no headway.
Dogsh!t stock.

Dogsh!it stock is bleeding and it's a blight,
Dogsh!it stock, it isn't doing fine,
Dogsh!it stock, nearly dead, in nosedive.

People who caused this mess
Grab their checks; they're leaving
With golden parachutes;
Real people are grieving.
Jagoffs back in D.C.
Are singin' the same tired old song,
While they collect their paychecks;
Each one of them is a con.
And the old putz got a gov'nor who can't talk--
Endless senseless bray.

Dog lip-glossed veep candidate is a blight,
Dog lip-glossed, just a snarling canine,
Dog lip-glossed. Creepy hair's a beehive.

Nosedive--stocks are falling
Falling down, economy's dead.
We're fried from all the conning.
Look above: watch your head, watch your head, watch your head!

The brokers, many, jumping from those highrise banks--
All their plenty's nil; they dive as the market tanks,
And they're landing on the pavement, in a pile.
Understatement on the year:
Recovery'll take a while.
Some are taking pants off for a pawn-shop hock. . .
Hock that Versace,
Dogsh!it stock, dogsh!it stock, dogsh!it stock. . . !

Dogsh!it stock is bleeding and it's a blight
Dogsh!it stock, it isn't doing fine
Dogsh!it stock, nearly dead, in nosedive.