I’m Getting Nuttin’ for Christmas
We helped Enron hide some debt
Somebody snitched on me.
But the accounting proved legit
Somebody snitched on me.
We’re above board now so what gives
And all the risk with which we live
Was sold off in derivatives
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, we’re on Page One of the Journal
Eliot Spitzer is mad.
Though all of his probes seem eternal
I don’t think we done nuttin’ bad.
I touted Winstar, then it filed.
Somebody snitched on me.
And changed a rating for my child.
Somebody snitched on me.
Now our research must be pure.
Sallie Krawcheck is the cure.
How can e-mails cause such stir?
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, we’re on Page One of the Journal.
You’d think that we were the mob!
New allegations diurnal
And we were just doing our job.
To win favor from CEOs
Somebody snitched on me.
We gave them shares in IPOs
Somebody snitched on me.
They allege this greased the skids
For new business, these were quids
Plead the fifth in case it did
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, we’re on Page One of the Journal
With each edition we wince.
Sandy was getting infernal
And called Chief of Triage: Chuck Prince.
So we better be good whatever we do
‘Cause if we’re bad, I’m warning you
We’ll make Page One of the Journal