Sci-Finance - Van Der Graaf Generator

You got some shares in a speculative venture

You got some stock in a gilt-edged bond

You stretched out tight by the terms of debenture

The game is on…

You chase the bulls in eternal corrida

The thought of loss is more than you can bear

You scan the index for a market leader

A tip and a prayer

You better see daylight:

Night comes on the City so soon

You say you are a christian capitalist

But you dance to a different tune

Jobs for the boys and dole for the shop-floor;

Rationalize, strip the assets and run

If the contract stalls, then you’ve just got to cop more, ain’t Monopoly fun?

You made some pretty deals along the way

Judas and Faust are in accord

When the revolution comes you may be blown away

But I bet you’ll end up on the board…

Only the money

Only the money

Sometime in the future you may realize that the day

You made your decision to follow money as a goal was

You darkest dawn--and that, since then, you have

Venerated figures as deities;

and, for you

People are just pawns

But that deal includes you:

You’re just an asset like the rest

And you, too, stripped naked, beg the Money-God

Not to put you to the test

He’s got no further use for you

Now, there is silence on the floor

Clever money-computers chatter privately

No people any more

Only the money