by Ted Sherman

Created on: February 14, 2009

(With apologies to "Home on the Range")

Oh, give me a loan for my overpriced home,
My pay days will soon come to a stop;
You've never heard a disapproving word,
While bank exec pay days go through the top.

Chorus:
Home, home, mine's now in arrears,
With a big mortgage I just can't hack.
The bank's words are just for the birds
Cause I can't come up with the jack.

How often at night I'm just shaking with fright,

While foreclosure turns up the heat,
My job's hit the skids; how can I tell my kids
That we'll all soon be out on the street.

There's no use to pray to old Fannie Mae,
Her pay days long ago went busted.
I can't go to see Speaker Nancy Pelosi,
How can any politician be trusted?

Chorus:
Home, home, mine's now in arrears,
With a big mortgage I just can't hack.
All the bank's words are just for the birds
Cause I can't come up with the jack.

I don't like the looks of those Washington crooks.
They're still with lobbyists in bed.
Trillions in bailout cash, each taking his stash,
While all of our pay days have fled.

Now often is heard a discouraging word,
As the economy crashes and burns.
With guys like Madoff getting paid off,
And there ain't no more Bear-Stearns.

Chorus:
Home, home, mine's now in arrears,
With a big mortgage I just can't hack.
All the bank's words are just for the birds
Cause I can't come up with the jack.

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