The Last One Out The Door

You want to grab the upside when an upside’s there, oh sure,
You know the frenzy must soon pass, then won’t be there no more,
The warning signs keep blinking, they’re too clear to ignore,
An inner voice says "run for it, make haste to market’s door."

The last man out gets hammered
Heading for the market’s door.

You hesitate to leave because...that’s such a painful chore,
Perhaps this time its different, not a bubble like before,
Why not awhile linger, just to boost your winning score,
With daily records being set, why not, one more, encore.

The last man out gets hammered
Heading for the market’s door.

But now, alas, you’ve stayed too long, and sense what is in store,
The smartest ones have all slipped out, wait on a safer shore,
New numbers have you frightened, frightened right down to your core,
It’s never really different, first new ceiling, then new floor.

The last one out gets hammered,
The last one ends up poor,
The one who didn’t heed the signs
And exit market’s door.

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