A Tale of the Ticker

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This little pig went to market, where they buy and sell the stocks This little pig came home again, with his system full of shocks I don't understand their language, don't know what its all about For a bull buys up and the bear sells down, and a broker sells you out And here is the song They sing the whole day long Oh the market's not so good today; your stocks look kind of sick In fact they all drop down a point, each time the tickers tick We'll have to have more margin now, there isn't any doubt So you better dash with a load of cash, or we'll have to sell you out The stock exchange is a funny place; it's the strangest place in town The seats cost half a million cash, but the brokers won't sit down There's the broker, the bull, and the bear; it's queer but its not a joke For you get the bull 'til your bankroll's bare, and the broker says you're broke And here is the song I hear the whole day long Oh the market's not so good today; your stocks look kind of sick In fact they all drop down a point, each time the tickers tick We'll have to have more margin now, there isn't any doubt So you better dash with a load of cash, or we'll have to sell you out The market simply goes to prove that we still have loco weeds For the bull buys what he doesn't want, and the bear sells what he needs I bought an elevator stock, and thought that I'd done well Then the little bears all ran downstairs, and rang the basement bell And here is the song I heard the whole day long Oh the market's not so good today; your stocks look kind of sick In fact they all drop down a point, each time the tickers tick We'll have to have more margin now, there isn't any doubt So you better dash with a load of cash, or we'll have to sell you out