(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