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