Up Up Up, there are Apples to be had, I wish I went up
Down Down I go, What will satisfy you, you fickle minded investors
I have sacrificed kings, I have bared my all before you
Akin to playing chess, I committed the biggest blunder by revealing my moves
I was your "Darling" when the Accountant led me
My people revolted, they were culled, i still allowed him to have his say
for you, for you " you thankless heartless bums"
I moved him for the sake of my people and you called me an idiot
I got in a nice looking head of state, you still called me an idiot
I tried convincing you, he looks professorial, he knows what he is doing
I realized i screwed up, I chopped him at great loss of face, and you still bought me down
Now the time for revolution has come, I have brought in a new queen
and you still bring me down
hear my lament, what fickleness will please you
is it my name which pains you, or is it the fact that you like giants to fall
I know you are fickle, but I do know my intrinsic value
I have been around longer than you, your dads traded in me , so will your sons
