For Mom and Dad ASX Small Cap Investors

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    Here is a song for all the long suffering and hard working, caring and decent moms and dads. who try and invest in the ASX Small Cap space.

    It's also a good song that depicts what is really actually allowed to happen every day on the ASX by government's who don't seem to care about protecting their honest tax paying citizens from corruption.

    "Money and Corruption" by The Kinks.



    (Lyrics)
    "Money & Corruption" by The Kinks

    We are sick and tired
    Of being promised this and that.
    We work all day, we sweat and slave
    To keep the wealthy fat.
    They fill our heads with promises
    And bamboozle us with facts,
    Then they put on false sincerity
    Then they laugh behind our backs.

    [Chorus:]
    Money and Corruption
    Are ruining the land
    Crooked politicians
    Betray the working man,
    Pocketing the profits
    And treating us like sheep,
    And we're tired of hearing promises
    That we know they'll never keep.

    [Chorus]

    Promises, promises, all we get are promises.
    Show us a man who'll understand us, guide us and lead us.

    We are sick and tired
    Of having to ask them cap in hand
    We crawl on the floor
    We beg for more,
    But still we are ignored.
    We're tired of being herded
    Like a mindless flock of sheep
    And we're tired of hearing promises
    That we know they'll never keep.

    [Chorus]

    We've got to stand together
    Every woman, every man,
    Because money and corruption are ruining the land.
    Show us a man who'll be our Saviour and will lead us.
    Show us a man who'll understand us, guide us and lead us.
    Show us a man.
    Workers of the nation unite.
    Workers of the nation unite.

    I visualise a day when people will be free
    And we'll be living in a new society.
    No class distinction, no slums or poverty
    I have a vision of a new society.
    And every home will have a stereo and TV,
    A deep freeze, quadrasonic and a washing machine.
    So workers of the nation unite.

    I am your man
    I'll work out a five-year plan
    So vote for me brothers
    And I will save this land
    And we will nationalise the wealthy companies
    And all the directors will be answerable to me,
    There'll be no shirking of responsibilities
    So people of the nation unite.

    Union Man I'll work with you hand in hand
    For we're all brothers to our Union Man.
    I am your man,
    Oh God how I love this land,
    So join together save the Fatherland.

    I visualize a day when people will be free
    And we'll be living in a new society.
    No class distinction, no slums or poverty,
    So workers of the nation unite,
    Workers of the nation unite,
    People of the nation unite.

    Gw
    Last edited by Gwaihir: 17/05/20
 
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