Sci-Finance Revisited by Peter Hammill Lyrics

You got some shares, it's a capital venture
You hedge your bets with a gilt-edged bond
You're stretched out tight by the terms of debenture
The game is on

You got a fortune on paper
How it shines on the VDU!
The simple truth is that sooner or later
The market plays you

There goes the daylight!
Night comes on the city so soon
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune?

Money's ideal, money's power
Money's the drive that's more than skin-deep
Hard at work through the twenty-four hours –
Oh, but money's never cheap

You made some pretty deals, I hear you say
Judas and Faust are squeaky clean...
When the last of the deals have been cleared away
What comes up on the screen?
There goes the daylight –
Night comes on the city so soon
In the dance of the typical capitalists
What piper plays the tune?
Only the money
But the deal includes us:
We put ourselves into the stocks;
When we built up the temple of the money-god
We opened up Pandora's box
There goes the daylight
Now there is silence on the floor
Only money-computers chatter privately
No people any more

No people any more
Only the money, only the money
Is that what you want?
Is that it?
There goes the daylight