Dashing in the air,
In a dollar-stocked plane
O'er the Wall St. he went
Laughing but in vain
Dollars on his wings
Making bankers’ spirits bright
What fun it was to throw
A doomed dollar that night
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Santa ‘Ben’ is coming to town,
Riding on his plane
A month or two ago
We thought we'd take the ride
And soon recession came
No place was left to hide
The cost is 'zero' now
So borrow as much as you can
And if you can’t repay
Think of ‘Ben’ again
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Santa ‘Ben’ is coming to town,
Riding on his plane.
equitymaster
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