[Intro: ]C   C/G  
C  
Up on the East side of Manhattan,  
             F                     C              
They’re still dancing with the stars.  
          F             C               
While over in sub prime city,  
                                G               
It’s getting angry in the local bars  
F                 C  
Watching the news only gives me the blues  
                G        Am  
There’s too much goin’ wrong.  
F                           C             
It takes the likes of me to hit the reboot key  
                   G             C                  
and write a high speed drinking song.  
C  
Millionaires losing everything.  
         F                         C  
Hey, welcome to the other side of life!  
F                     C  
There goes the yacht, there goes the Rolls,  
        D                  G               
But, you get to keep your wife!  
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And don’t forget the automakers  
           G               Am    
swimming up stream like a trout.  
              F  
They let the shi* hit the fan  
    C  
and then they made a plan  
          G                C          
We’ve got a lot to drink about.  
F  
It’s the price of oil,  
C  
the war of the spoils.  
                           G         Am  
Where’s your bucket for the big bailout?  
F            C  
Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan,  
G                           C  
We’ve got a lot to drink about.  
F  C  G  C  
C  
Now, Madoff made off with all the money.  
         F                       C  
Now his clients are down to skunk weed.  
F                        C  
Repeat after me, it’s so easy to see  
                           G  
We’re only talking simple greed.  
           F                    C  
And those Somalian pirates are countin’ all the gold.  
               G               Am  
While Bush and Cheney ain’t around  
F                         C  
and all the good lookers seem to be Czech hookers  
          G               C  
from Key West to London town.  
F  
It’s the price of oil,  
C  
the war of the spoils.  
                           G         Am  
Where’s your bucket for the big bailout?  
F            C  
Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan,  
G                           C  
We’ve got a lot to drink about.  
F  C  G  C  F  C  G  C  
A# Bb                    F  
So pour me some Tennessee whiskey,  
A# Bb                   F  
pour me a fine Jamaican rum.  
A# Bb                F  
That loud mouth soup gets me kind of looped  
D                           G  
Tequila, of course I’ll have some!  
C  
Now the family devalues  
          F                          C  
and little children count their net worth  
        F                    C  
and the truth wherever it’s hidin’,  
                          G  
can’t  be found on Google Earth.  
F                           C  
Citibank’s buying jets with our money.  
         G                    Am  
I wanna flog ‘em with a buggy whip.  
          F                        C  
I hope Obama and Joe won’t let the volcano blow  
                        G          C                 
and patch the hole in our sinkin’ ship.  
F  
It’s the price of oil,  
C  
the war of the spoils.  
                           G         Am  
Where’s your bucket for the big bailout?  
F            C  
Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan,  
G                           C  
We’ve got a lot to drink about.  
F                          C  
Recession, Depression, the question good God  
           G           Am  
CNN keeps bummin’ me out.  
F                    C  
I can’t take another dooms day moment.  
G  
We got a lot to drink, a lot to think,  
              C  
a lot to drink about.