“The trader’s here…
I’d like to thank you for the loan.
Forget it. So what do you do?
Gonna’ try to trade.
You? Are gonna’ try and trade?”
Well he was fueled by a fund, drew trading planning from a need.
So many failures to track…and logs to read.
Crooked was his plan, and brazen was his stalk.
A cocky planner, up the ladder, and could he ever talk.
The last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
The trading king behind the
cars
or the ones in front of him!
Last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
The trading king behind the cars
or the ones in front of him!
The love of gold…and constant indicators…
And just a smile, think and stop.
What's stranger, fact or diction?
And never ceasing to take trades…on a regular
basis.
First? Hands into your pockets, or first, fist into your faces?
(And it’s the…)
Last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
The trading king behind the cars
or the ones in front of him!
Last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
The trading king behind the cars
or the ones in front of him!
A legendary day-trader.
Where? Only there.
When? Only there.
A loser or a profiteer? Well, that part's never clear.
Profit, shame, it's all the same.
Who's innocent and who's to gain?
Trade frolics or just a game?
Well in the end? Don’t know his name.
Last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
It’s the trading king behind the cars
or the ones in front of him!
(Well it’s the…!)
Last daytrade? Nah ah! Do it again!
It’s the trading king behind the cars
or the ones in front of him!