歌词
There's a road in the middle of New York
It's name is Wall street
For some the middle of the world
They're speculators, brokers and others more
Their day is rules by the appointment – book – therefore
They can't afford to take a break
Buying, selling at the time
Highest sales make'em feel so fine
They can't resist to take each risk
The account in Switzerland is too large to relax their mind
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
Their life relies on securities and cash
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
The drug that keeps'em alive is their success
They show no fear and are acting without feeling
And when they fight financial power in their arm
There's just one weakness, that really can destroy'em
Let's remember Black Friday in 1929
The stock price fell and found no end
Panic in all markets of the world
A frenzy destroying even the bold
And so the heroes lost all their bucks
Many took their own life
Others vowed to give it one more try
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
Their life relies on securities and cash
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
The drug that keeps'em alive is their success
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
Their life relies on securities and cash
Heroes, heroes, of the modern world
The drug that keeps'em alive is their success