Blood Moon for Bankers
written and sung by Mr. yesterday


Five nines…six sigma…
We’re building it, building it up!

We’re talking it, taking it,
faking, shaking it, making it up!

There’s gonna be a big moon, a full moon,
a blood moon at midnight tonight.

It’s gonna rise up, up in the east.
It’s gonna blind you with its cold, clear light!

We’re building it, building it up.
So big! Too big to fail!

Hey there, teacher! Is your pension alright?
Wall Street’s quakin’. There’s a blood moon tonight!

Hey there, preacher! Are your pews packed tight?
Is the congregation shakin’? Are they seein’ the light?

There’s gonna be a big moon, a full moon,
a blood moon tonight!

Blood moon…. So red!
So red! Too big to fall!