The Divine Comedy - The Complete Banker lyrics
[The Divine Comedy - The Complete Banker lyrics]
Can anyone lend me ten billion quid?
Why do you look so glum
Was it something I did?
So I caused the second great depression
What can I say?
I guess I got a bit carried away
If I say I'm sorry
Will you give me the money?
But you know me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Sweet Samantha right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free, the complete banker
In my Armani
Before the rancor and disharmony
Well money makes the world go round and round
And down the drain
We went to war on the floor of the exchange
To all of us it was just a big game
But God I loved it: making
A profit from somebody's loss
I never knew exactly whose money it was
And I did not care as long as there was
Lots for me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Sweet Samantha right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free, the complete banker
In my Armani
Before the anger and the inquiries
Well money makes the world go round and round
And down the drain
We'll learn the lessons
Run tests and analyze
We'll crunch the numbers
Cause the numbers never lie
We'll maybe this recession is
A blessing in disguise
We can build a much much
Bigger bubble the next time
And leave the rest to clean our mess up
Well that's just me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Margaret Thatcher right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free and a complete banker
I'm a conscience free
Malignant cancer on society
And one day you'll let your guard down
And I'll come 'round again
Why do you look so glum
Was it something I did?
So I caused the second great depression
What can I say?
I guess I got a bit carried away
If I say I'm sorry
Will you give me the money?
But you know me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Sweet Samantha right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free, the complete banker
In my Armani
Before the rancor and disharmony
Well money makes the world go round and round
And down the drain
We went to war on the floor of the exchange
To all of us it was just a big game
But God I loved it: making
A profit from somebody's loss
I never knew exactly whose money it was
And I did not care as long as there was
Lots for me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Sweet Samantha right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free, the complete banker
In my Armani
Before the anger and the inquiries
Well money makes the world go round and round
And down the drain
We'll learn the lessons
Run tests and analyze
We'll crunch the numbers
Cause the numbers never lie
We'll maybe this recession is
A blessing in disguise
We can build a much much
Bigger bubble the next time
And leave the rest to clean our mess up
Well that's just me, the complete banker
In a black Bentley
Margaret Thatcher right here next to me
Oh, how I hanker for the good old days
When I was free and a complete banker
I'm a conscience free
Malignant cancer on society
And one day you'll let your guard down
And I'll come 'round again