It's deja vu all over again The bells are pealing Everyone is exuberant; broad smiles, high fives All that wielding and dealing have paid off The numbers don't lie The balance sheet once again will reflect stocks going way high. But, where do we fall into all of this? When will all this profit trickle down to the everyday man? We put in the long hours, did your kid's science project and even put in extra hours so Sue can attend her ballet practice Where were you? At another board meeting; salivating over your additional 000000's What is it? You're flirting close to a trillion? We're dumb-founded The last we learned is that you also have stakes in our neighborhood real estate And from the looks of things, you're slum-lords Isn't ironic how you choose to pay us back, by once again hiking our rental rates without providing even a living wage? It's deja vu all over again The year is coming to a close The profits are again going through the roof Nothing has changed Medical insurance is null, sick and vacay are basically piped-dreams and as for enough pay to cover childcare, that's a bust. Nothing has changed Bonuses are only for those in your higher echelon The little-man will just have to settle for dregs well, not really At least he'll be gifted the feathery one But, we say, "Let that Turkey Go!" It's time to honor your best assets and cease to treat as numbers We beg to defer; we won't accept your turkey It's just not enough!