What Song Would You Want Playing on The Moment The Economy Tanks?

"No Words" - Tragedy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCK7L2QY4ho&feature=related

No words, no words can explain the anger from years and years of being beaten down
No words,no words can relay.. no words,no words can erase
Brainwashed, domesticated, bound in chains
No words, no words can relay

As the giant steamroller called progress mows down the last fragments of what once was

No words can explain the rage as another factory replaces another field
No words, no words can relay

No words can begin to say what would be said if the dead could replay, if the napalmed children, the tortured dissidents, the publicly executed, the burned villages, the silent masses could cry, could scream, could speak..

Telling tales of tragedies for which we find no words
For which there are no words
 
If the mood is somber and the death of the economy is more of a whimper than a bang, I'd play "Here's Where the Story Ends" by The Sundays.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n35C0j3LLB0

If it's more of an all-hell-breaks-loose scenario, "Helter Skelter", by The Beatles!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WuJ3EvNh-0

But only because Constituent beat me to the Pixies! ;-)

If the mood is a mixture of bitter irony and optimistic humor, it would be "We'll Meet Again" by Vera Lynn (as used to such great effect in Dr. Strangelove)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHcunREYzNY

"Who's Sorry Now" by Connie Francis was another amazing suggestion!

By the way, this is possibly the greatest thread topic ever.
 
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With over 9 trillion in debt, I am pretty sure the economy has already tanked.
 
I love it.

And you just know that Jimi Hendrix would have been a Ron Paul supporter. :)

Here is my evidence: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVvtIS2YGVI

Just listen to the emotion he conveys through that guitar, and the lyrics:

"Machine gun
Tearing my body all apart

Machine gun, yeah
Tearing my body all apart

Evil man make me kill ya
Evil man make you kill me
Evil man make me kill you
Even though were only families apart

Well I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber
(you know what I mean)
Hey! and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now
Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down, baby
Youll be going just the same
Three times the pain,
And your own self to blame
Hey, machine gun

I aint afraid of your mess no more, babe
I aint afraid no more
After a while, your, your cheap talk dont even cause me pain,
So let your bullets fly like rain

cause I know all the time youre wrong baby
And youll be going just the same
Yeah, machine gun
Tearing my family apart
Yeah, yeah, alright
Tearing my family apart"
 
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