Lyrics: Paul McCartney. Tug Of War. The Pound is Sinking.

The pound is sinking, the peso's failing
The lira's reeling and feeling quite appalling

The mark is holding, the franc is fading
The drachma's very weak but everyone's still trading
The market's bottom has fallen right out
And only the strong are survivors

Well, I fear my dear that it's eminently clear
That you can't see the trees for the forest
Your father was an extraordinary man but you don't seem
To have inherited many of his mannerisms
Oh, any of his mannerisms

The dollar's moving, the ruble's rising
The yen is keeping up which hardly seems surprising
The market's bottom has fallen right out
And only the strong are survivors

Hear me lover, I can't be held responsible now
For something that didn't happen
I knew you for a minute, oh it didn't happen
Only for a minute, your heart just wasn't in it anymore

The pound is sinking, the peso's failing
The lira's reeling and feeling quite appalling