Lord of market I pray on bended knee, commerce by the rising sun I'll wait for thy coffer with gold and silver coffer, money and the stuffed purse. I'm the master of the trade, I have no fear of man or beast Born inside of the mind of the world. Haggling hard, breaking balls with profit and loss Eternal riches I was born to wield.
Let us drink to investments we've bought and we've sold, Celebrate the wealth and welfare we have wrought Create tycoons charge into the fight From the north to the south, the Hammer of the Right!
The clash of commerce tells to buy where others sell Gods must pay, feel the power of free trade!
Drink to the factories we've build and we've sold, Celebrate the trade and standard of the gold! Great moguls charge into the fight From the north to the south, the Hammer or the Right!
Fierce is my stock, fierce is my plan Burn to die in business, I owe to no one. Now pay in gold when your cash has been spent You've never paid off debt to lament!
The clash of commerce tells to buy where others sell Gods must pay, feel the power of free trade!
The clash of commerce calls, I will buy when all stocks fall... It is market day... They will know the power of free trade!
There is gold in my hands, There is gold in my eyes, With gold in my voice I smile as you buy. Thirsting for profit and mounds of your cash, Shaking the business, Into high class.
Fierce is my reason, fierce is my mind Born to die in business, profits I find. Now pay in gold when your cash has been spent You've never paid off your debt to lament!
The clash of commerce tells to buy where others sell, Gods must, feel the power of free trade! (bis)