Lyrics Wall Street Blues - Procol Harum
You
bought
the
pitch
The
whole
nine
yards
The
shiny
dream
The
house
of
cards
But
now
your
dream′s
Gone
down
the
drain
The
house
of
cards
A
house
of
pain
They
promised
riches
Over-night
They
stitched
you
up
It
hurts
alright
They
took
your
money
An'
your
shoes
And
now
you′ve
got
The
Wall
Street
blues
You
bought
the
dream
New
lamps
for
old
You
thought
the
streets
Were
paved
with
gold
They
filled
your
hands
With
tinsel
and
glitter
It
tasted
sweet
But
soon
turned
bitter
You
took
the
bait
They
reeled
you
in
An'
now
the
future's
Lookin′
grim
They
took
your
money
And
your
shoes
And
now
you′ve
got
The
Wall
Street
blues
They
said
the
market
Could
never
go
down
They
took
your
savings
And
then
left
town
They
couldn't
have
done
it
Without
your
greed
They
only
satisfied
A
need
You
tried
to
make
An
easy
buck
They
pulled
the
plug
And
now
you′re
stuck
They
took
your
money
And
your
shoes
I
guess
you've
got
The
Wall
Street
blues
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1 An Old English Dream
2 Shadow Boxed
3 A Robe of Silk
4 The Blink of an Eye
5 The VIP Room
6 The Question
7 This World Is Rich (For Stephen Maboe)
8 Fellow Travellers
9 Wall Street Blues
10 The Emperors New Clothes
11 So Far Behind
12 Every Dog Will Have His Day
13 Weisselklenzenacht (The Signature)
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