As the dust settles, it seems the fly avoided the windshield
Although a few political careers lie splattered on the green
A clearer picture emerges, no economic meltdown
Market Armageddon appears
To have been averted for now

So take that all you merchants of doom
Quick, scurry back into your darkened rooms

The dust appears settled
There are twisters to be avoided
Although for some it's much too late
They've sealed their own fate
Cast into the wilderness
They are lost in their own contradictions
It remains to be seen if they claw their way back again

So take that all you smug satisfieds
Scurry back to your secrets and lies