Dead Cat Bounce
When your Bluechip is looking
much bluer
And your Speculative has just lost it's life,
And you buying in at the Bottom, man,
Is like trying to catch a Falling Knife.
Your Dollar's more Expensive by
the hour.
Your Gold's getting cheaper by the Ounze.
You're calling every Twitch a Rebound,
When, Friend, it's a DeadCatBounce.
Well, noone's Buying what you're
Selling,
Because noone can hear you Shout,
And your Broker's turning into your Joker,
And your Tipsters are Tip-Toeing out.
Your Bull has bolted the Paddock.
And your Bear's just about to Pounce.
You're Seeing Half-full when it's really Half-empty,
Friend, it's the DeadCatBounce.
Well, your Paper has lost all
its Profit,
And your Gordon Gekko's finally been Caught,
The Tulip's are looking like Stinkweed,
And your Dot Com has lost all its Dot.
And your Elvis has long left the
Building,
And your Fat Lady's all sung out,
And all your Dogs aren't having their Days,
Friend, it's the DeadCatBounce.
Well, you'ld like to Cut all your
Losses,
But there ain't a whole lot left to Cut,
And you're thinking it's Better to Hold them than Fold them,
But soon, you'll be holding your Butt.
You're just waiting for that Big
Announcement,
For some Reason, they just won't Announce.
When even the Banks are starting to look Good,
Friend, it's the DeadCatBounce.
(crash.com April 2000
- for Peter Marks.)
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