Uncle Grape - (Cure for the) Great Great Grand Depression Lyrics

Stand clear, close door, we gotta find a cure for
The Great, Great, Grand Depression

Getting upset, vent for a little while
Starting to sweat and break into little smiles
Deeper in debt, starting to crash, and just for a laugh
Monopoly cash is useful at last!

So take the subway to a place we used to go
The curtain's golden and the seats all glow
You stay all day and watch the show, at Radio City Music Hall
We give a big Bronx cheer as Old King Kong drops politicians to the ground below

Watch the Rockettes head down to 5th Avenue
Through Washington Square onto Broadway with attitude
Wall Street at last, they put on a show
We watch them kick investment bankers and CEOs out the window to the streets below, so

Stand clear, close door, we gotta find a cure for
The Great, Great, Grand Depression
I said Stand clear, close door, we gotta find a cure for
The Great, Great, Grand Depression

USSA, WWWPA, USSA, WWWPA, USSA, WWWPA, U-S-S-s-s-s-s-s

From the Museum of Natural History
Up to the torch on the Statue of Liberty
Enlightening the world to the ways of greed, there's nothing left to do
But drag all those bums to the Central Park Zoo

Where everyone can see the leaders who'll never lead
And FEED THOSE LIARS TO THE LIONS BLEEDIN'!

Stand clear, close door, so glad we have a cure for
The Great, Great, Grand Depression
I said Stand clear, close door,
So thankful for my friends and family
Who've always lived and loved and laughed
And worked so hard to keep the faith
Yet still believe that we can find a better way
To run a country
To love our country