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hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life times are tough more than ever; bills come at the speed of bullets taxes gather like summer flies and debts ricochet against our walls; the banks want more and more but there's just air in our pockets hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life the jobs dry up and the dollars dwindle into cents; permanent becomes temp and temp becomes non-existent; full-time goes into part-time and part-time into casual and casual into zilch hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life nature conspires with the economy, sweetheart: she sends rains and fire and landslides; she claws sands off the beaches and all we have left are government ******** and ******* who care a hoot about our fish and chips hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life time's not on our side either, sweetheart; mind you, with mighty puffed cheeks he blows H1N1 flu round the globe and so sends people and customers away and those who remain turn cheap and nasty and all these pigs want are discounts and freebies hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life the collection agencies are knocking, dear - it sounds much like the knock of death in Beethoven's ninth; the mortgage barbarians are on their horses and they send writs and auction threats and re-possessions hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life O hang on, sweetheart, hang on tight: many will fall, many will bleed but those who hang on tight and those who can love those who can dream together they will ride the nights out into clear day hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life
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Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 8:30 PM UTC
song of the wretched but brave
hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life times are tough more than ever; bills come at the speed of bullets taxes gather like summer flies and debts ricochet against our walls; the banks want more and more but there's just air in our pockets hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life the jobs dry up and the dollars dwindle into cents; permanent becomes temp and temp becomes non-existent; full-time goes into part-time and part-time into casual and casual into zilch hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life nature conspires with the economy, sweetheart: she sends rains and fire and landslides; she claws sands off the beaches and all we have left are government ******** and ******* who care a hoot about our fish and chips hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life time's not on our side either, sweetheart; mind you, with mighty puffed cheeks he blows H1N1 flu round the globe and so sends people and customers away and those who remain turn cheap and nasty and all these pigs want are discounts and freebies hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life the collection agencies are knocking, dear - it sounds much like the knock of death in Beethoven's ninth; the mortgage barbarians are on their horses and they send writs and auction threats and re-possessions hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life O hang on, sweetheart, hang on tight: many will fall, many will bleed but those who hang on tight and those who can love those who can dream together they will ride the nights out into clear day hang on tight, baby - keep your senses wide for we're going on a roller-coaster ride; scream as much but just hang on tight, baby - hang on for dear life
a song for our times, that is, during this world credit crunch (1st published online 2009/05/31)
raj-arumugam
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Australian
Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 8:30 PM UTC
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