Hard Rock Potato

[Verse 1]

Meanwhile, holed up inside

We still like to smoke but just can't relax

And damn those Wall Street bots

They're gonna drive me mad with their ups and downs and ups

Then back down, bottoming out

And when you start out, oh, it's a fine old habit

To the moon, loss porn

And I'm too far gone for that Alka-Seltzer crap

Crayons dipped in glue

Well, Bill's really gone and done it now

With that tiny little shot in the arm

Gonna raze the whole thing to the ground

It's like Windows 98 in here

But wait, I'm right back up again

Goddamn, back down

Because these diamond hands

And I'm never gonna live this down

You know, I'd really better shut it all out

But the market never sleeps

Man, it's never gonna fool me again

[Verse 2]

This time, one hundred percent

It's all over Telegram

It's gonna be a bull run

Well, this guy's got the perfect system

So it makes sense to go all in

It's the best tip I've ever had

And this non fungible token's gonna impress my wife's new boyfriend

No, it's not gambling if you're wearing a tie, even if you've got no trousers on

Well, now, let's go and get 'em

I've got a really excellent feeling

And yes, now that the market's open

But I've already blown all my savings

And what a bag-holding clown

And what a weird hill to die on

I guess I better remortgage the house

And wait, the belly's turning upside down

And I didn't hear no bell

Man, I can't believe I've done it again

[Bridge]

Well, at least I've still got my lucky two dogs

Just gonna sit tight and hold on 'till evaluation day

And then there's always those emails from that lovely Nigerian prince

But to be fair, I haven't heard very much out of him lately

[Outro]

I said buy low, sell high (Buy, low, sell, high)

But how can you tell if you're doing it right

Goddamn

To the moon, baby

Because obviously there's no baddies on the moon