Seventy-six savings and loans led the big charade With a hundred and ten bad debts
each in hand They were followed by rows and rows of wall-street luminosos; the cream, the richest in the
land.
Seventy-six savings and loans had a banking run With a hundred and ten bad debts each
assigned There were more than a thousand needs springing up like weeds, There was scorn of every shape and
kind
There were Guan-ta-na-mo de-tain-ee in pan-ta-loons Thundering, thundering, hear
them from the Bay Constant pandemoniums and big buffoons Each buffoon having his big fat say
There was Patrick J. Buchanan giving flattery Thundering, thundering, louder than
before Public debts of larger size and questioners from F-B-I's Who can't find all they're looking for
Seventy-six savings and loans hit the breaking point Each with a hundred and
ten bad debts in their care To the rhythm of 'Spend spend spend!' As the world began to end And
they're spending still, right today
