Despised are minds that sweat their debt Spill their guts with bitter breath Buck against the work harness By the bottom line Stow your tired sorrow; everyone's depressed And no investor favors assets in distress You'll get froze out if your drive is in doubt So stand up straight, clean up your mess It's time to recoup what you owe It's time to make some margins grow You joined the portfolio at the moment of birth Time to cover your cost, time to yield your worth Become your best self Persist to produce, deny yourself rest Maintain, by false health be blessed For every pain repressed, a palliative caress Keeps you by wealth possessed Laboring for change, straining to impress The market is cornered The future is clear You'll serve with a smile Or die of despair