BAD BAD LUCK

A song idea inspired by the Springsteen heads at the Monkey Business Blog.

BAD MARKET LUCK (Wall Street Version)
(Social Distortion, Bad Bad luck)
WilliamBanzai7

Some traders like to gamble,
But you, you always lose.
Some people like to roll a position over,
But you're always singin' the closing bell blues.
You gotta quantitative risk free superstition.
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad ass unhedged position.
Better hang your trader head down and cry...

chorus:
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad market luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad market luck.

September 2008's Wall Street's unlucky number,
To them it means get bailed or die.
Black cat done crossed the greedy Wall Street scamsters,
For them there's good reason to run and hide.
You're looking through a crooked free market mirror.
No one really knows the reason why.
Cuomo's posse's gettin' nearer.
Gonna hang you till your dead don't cry....

chorus:
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad market luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad market luck.

Some traders go to Church Street on Mondays,
others they trade alone at home.
You tell them that there ain't no gold Wall Street mountain,
that they're better off standin' alone.
You're always scratchin' at the Alpha eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why.
You climb to the top and then you fall,
They gonna hang you till your dead good bye.