HEDGE FUND CASTLES MADE OF SAND
(CASTLES MADE OF SAND, Jimi Hendrix)
WilliamBanzai7

Down on the Street you can hear the investors scream youre a disgrace
As they slam the door in your drunken face
And now you stand outside
And all others start to gossip and drool
You cry oh, the markets they're just mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door you lean and start a scene,
But your tears fall and burn as the the market turns blood red

And so Hedge Fund castles made of sand fall in the market sea, eventually

A little indian brave who before he was ten,
Played wampum in the woods with his indian friends
And he built up a dream that when he grew up
He would be a fearless hedge fund chief
Many trading moons past and more the dream grew strong until
Tomorrow he would make his first trade long and show his trading warrior skills
But something went wrong, surprise bear attack killed him in his sleep that night...

And so Hedge Fund castles made of sand melt into the market sea, eventually