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We're Goldman The name-brand "bank" Till they blow our cover, we'll decline to make a loan to you, There are lots of other ways Hank's found to make a buck or two And cut a deal with the name-brand, that never comes away empty-handed. Understand, We're Goldman. If you need a broker, a mediocre Merrill Lynch won't do. If you want a trader, we're Darth Vaders they will pay attention to. If you want a party you can trust, that the Fed can't let go bust, Or command, We're Goldman. Lehman lost the fight Much to Hank's delight. They lacked the speed required to "flash". Computers can't keep up? Of course someone will whup You. So why's Fuld still talking trash? Yet you'll find him and Morgan Stanley's Mack Out there begging on their knees. Saying, please, please, please. Please, Goldman. Still all they need's a peek, The thrill of one last tweak Of the Dow to diddle you. But we're in this thing alone So why throw those dogs a bone, With all the SEC's been through? Unless they blow our cover and squeal – Us a retail bank? Get real! But till we're banned, We're Goldman. Bob Carlson with a nod of thanks to Leonard Cohen www.politicalboondoggles.com 8/14/09 To 'Goldman Sachs' To 'S.E.C. Starts Cracking Down' |