C#m Bm  C#m Bm      C#m Bm      C#m  Bm
Can any-one lend me ten billion quid?
F#m        E       F#m   E      F#m  E       F#m  E
Why do you look so glum? Was it some-thing I did?
     Bm       A      Bm     A        Bm     A     Bm  A
So I caused a second great depression, what can I say
Bm        A      D           B7
I guess I got a bit carried away
      E
If I say I’m sorry will you give me the money?

[Chorus]
A        A/G#     A/F#    D/E
You know me, the complete banker
     A        A/G#  A/F#     D/E
In a black Bentley, sweet Samantha riding
A       A/G#    A/F# D/E            Bm             Esus4 E  A
Next to me, oh how I hanker for the good old days (good old days)
     A     A/G#      A/F#     D/E
When I was free, the complete banker
      A   A/G#  A/F#     D/E            A    A/G#
In my Armani, before the rancour and disharmony
     A/G   A/F#      Dm       E                            A
Well money makes the world go round and round and down the drain

[Verse 2]
C#m Bm      C#m Bm     C#m      Bm     C#m   Bm
We  went to war on the floor of the exchange
F#m E      F#m E      F#m  E     F#m  E
To  all of us  it was just a big game
    Bm    A         Bm       A      Bm       A      Bm   A
But God I loved it: making a profit from somebody's loss
Bm          A/C#     D                 B7
I never knew exactly whose money it was
      E
And I did not care as long as there was

[Chorus]
A        A/G#     A/F#    D/E
Lots for me, the complete banker
     A        A/G#  A/F#     D/E
In a black Bentley, sweet Samantha riding
A       A/G#    A/F# D/E            Bm             Esus4 E  A
Next to me, oh how I hanker for the good old days (good old days)
     A     A/G#      A/F#     D/E
When I was free, the complete banker
      A   A/G#  A/F#     D/E           A    A/G#
In my Armani, before the anger and the inquiries
     A/G   A/F#      Dm       E                            C#m
Well money makes the world go round and round and down the drain
C#m Bm x4

[Verse 3]
C#m   Bm        C#m   Bm     C#m       Bm    C#m   Bm
We'll learn the lessons, run tests and analyze
F#m   E          F#m    E            F#m     E        F#m  E
We'll crunch the numbers, 'cause the numbers never lie
     Bm    A      Bm      A    Bm       A          Bm    A
Well maybe this recession is a blessing in disguise
Bm             A/C#             D                   B7
We can build a much much bigger bubble the next time
    E
And leave the rest to clean our mess up

[Chorus]
     A           A/G#    A/F#     D/E
Well that’s just me, the complete banker
     A         A/G# A/F#    D/E
In a black Bentley, Magaret Thatcher riding
A       A/G#   A/F#  D/E            Bm             Esus4 E  A
Next to me, oh how I hanker for the good old days (good old days)
     A     A/G#      A/F#     D/E
When I was free, the complete banker
      A          A/G# A/F#      D/E  
I’m a conscience-free malignant cancer
A    A/G#      A/G     A/F#       Dm
On society And one day you’ll let your guard down
    E
And I’ll come round again