Wall Street Meltdown Theme Song Candidates: Henley and Frey tunes

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I've been thinking that this financial crisis is missing a theme song. I've selected a few of my fave Don Henley and Glen Frey tunes that I think would work well. Feel free to post your own.

"Inside Job" - Don Henley

While you were sleeping
They came and took it all away
The lanes and the meadows
The places where you used to play

It was an inside job
By the well-connected
Your little protest
Summarily rejected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Chalk it up to business as usual

While we are dreaming
This little island disappears
While you are looking the other way
Theyll take your right to own your own ideas

And its an inside job
Favors collected
Your trusted servants
Have left you unprotected

It was an inside job
Like it always is
Just chalk it up
To business as usual

You think that youre so smart
But you dont have a fucking clue
What those men up in the towers
Are doing to me and you
And theyll keep doin it and doin it
And doin it and doin it
And doin it and doin it
And doin it and doin it
Until we all wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

I know what Ive done wrong
I am acquainted with the night
I know how hard it is
To always walk out in the light

And its an inside job
To learn about forgiving
Its an inside job
To hang on to the joy of living

They know the road by which you came
They know your mothers maiden name
And what you had for breakfast
And what youve hidden in the mattress

Insect politics
Indifferent universe
Bang your head against the wall
But apathy is worse

Its an inside job
Its an inside job
Its an inside job
Yeh, yeah

Its an inside job
Its an inside job
Its an inside job
Its an inside job

Its an inside job
Its an inside job



"Workin' It" - Don Henley

Ah, its open season here my friend
It always is; it always has been
Welcome, welcome to the u.s.a.
Were partying fools in the autumn of our heyday
And though were running out of everything
We cant afford to quit
Before this binge is over
Weve got to squeeze off one more hit
Were workin it
Workin it

Soon you will be dancing face-to-face
With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace
Welcome to the land of flame and fizz
Where you will learn that packaging is all that heaven is

We got the little black car, the little black dress
Got the guru, the trainer, the full court press
We got the software, hard drive, cd-rom
We got the exploitation.com
We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone
The media, the message: you are what you own
We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur
Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal

Were so busy covering our asses, we just cant commit
¡°oh, back off, dont bother me, baby
Cant you see Im workin it
Workin it

Its plain to see miss liberty has not yet come of age
But, she loves to feed the animals as long as theyre locked up in the cage
And everybody knows the girls got balls of brass
Aw, kiss my ass

(solo)
Weve got a whole new class of opiates
To blunt the stench of discontent
In these corporation nation-states
Where the loudest live to trample on the least
They say its just the predatory nature of the beast

But, the barons in the balcony are laughing
And pointing to the pit
They say, ¡°aw look, theyve grown accustomed to the smell
Now, people love that shit
And were workin it.
Workin™ it

We got the short-term gain, the long-term mess
We got the suffocating, quarterly consciousness
Yes man, run like a thief

New york to hollywood, hype and glory
Special effects, no story
Yes man, run like a thief

Workin it
Workin it

Well, you dont know who the enemy is
You dont know
You dont know who the enemy is

Company man
Eight for me, one for you
(workin it)
Very fair
Business as usual, business as usual



"If Dirt Were Dollars" - Don Henley

Walkin' like a millionaire
Smilin' like a king
He leaned his shopping cart against the wall
He said, I been a lot of places
And I seen a lot of things
But, sonny, I seen one thing that beats 'em all
I was flyin' back from Lubbock
I saw Jesus on the plane
...or maybe it was Elvis
You know, they kinda look the same
Hey, look out, Junior, you're steppin' on my bed
I said, I don't see nothin
He just glared at me and said,
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
I wouldn't worry anymore
Lookin' like a beauty queen
Loyal as a wife
She raised her little voice and testified,
I am a good girl
I've been one all my life
But her virtue was as swollen as her pride
She should've had the Oscar
She must have been miscast
Her fifteen minutes went by so fast
I said, Now, baby, have you got no shame?
She just looked at me, uncomprehendingly
Like cows at a passing train
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
I wouldn't worry anymore
We got the bully pulpit
And the poisoned pen
We got a press no better
Than the public men
This brave new world
Gone bad again
God's finest little creatures
Looking brave and strong
Whistling past the graveyard
Nothing can go wrong
Quoting from the scriptures
With patriotic tears
We got the same old men
With the same old fears
Standing at attention
Wrapped in stars and stripes
They hear the phantom drummers
And the nonexistent pipes
These days the buck stops nowhere
No one takes the blame
But evil is still evil
In anybody's name
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
If dirt were dollars
We'd all be in the black


"I've Got Mine" - Glen Frey

Someone's sleeping on the sidewalk
As the winter sun goes down
Someone's drinking cold champagne
In another part of town
And the only thing he thinks about
As he sips his glass of wine
"It sure feels good sittin' here tonight
Now that I've got mine"

I've got mine, I've got mine
This isn't such a bitter world
'Cause I've got mine

Someone's wandering the streets tonight
No way to warm his hands
Someone's turning up their fireplace
Making travel plans
His mind is on some sandy beach
Where the sun is gonna shine
He thinks, "I don't have to hang around
Now that I've got mine"

You see them in their limousines
You see the way they stare
They don't see us looking back
Because they don't really care,

They say,
"I've got mine, I've got mine
The world is as it's meant to be
'Cause I've got mine"

So I make a small donation
What more can I do?
You know I didn't make this world
I'm in it just like you
I've worked all my life on this house of cards
To keep it all in line
I can't take care of everyone
Now that I've got mine

There's another kind of poverty
That only rich men know
A moral malnutrition
That starves their very souls
And they can't be saved by money
They're all running out of time
And all the while they're thinking,
"It's OK, 'cause I've got mine"

I've got mine, I've got mine
I don't want a thing to change
'Cause I've got mine, I've got mine

"He Took Advantage" - Glen Frey

I should have known from the start
Hed find a way to your heart
He said that he was a friend
That was a lie in the end
He told you I was untrue
Then took advantage of you

He looked you right in the eyes
And told those beautiful lies
The way he made you feel
You thought his love was real
He was too good to be true
He took advantage of you

Its a lowdown dirty shame he doesnt have to pay
For being so deceitful and treating us this way
He used us and betrayed us and made it seem alright
He turned his back on everyone,
I dont know how he sleeps at night

And now hes walking away
He doesnt care what we say
We werent too hard to deceive
We wanted so to believe
He was too good to be true
He took advantage of you

"Nobody Else in the World" - Don Henley

You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you don’t think

It’s like there’s¡º
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven’t noticed
There’s lots of other people here, too

Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
Some things still got to be respected
Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
How did you get so disconnected?

The way you push
The way you shove
The way you hate
The way you love
The lies you spin
The scenes you make
The grief you give
The space you take
It’s like there’s¡º

Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven’t noticed
There’s lots of other people here, too

And now it’s time you did a little giving, baby
The world is not your plaything, no, no, no

(solo)

Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven’t noticed
There’s lots of other people here

Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
It’s like there’s¡ºnobody else in the world but you
In case you haven’t noticed there are lots of other people here, too

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1. Two more Henley tunes:

"A man with a briefcase can steal more money than any man with a gun" -Don Henley


"Gimme What You Got" - Henley

Baby picks off your plate-yours looks better
And she throws hers on the floor
Here, in the home of the brave
And the land of the free
The first word that baby learns is more
So youre out there floating like a big, puffy cloud
With the pool and the charcoal
And the kids and the wife
til the reruns of your dreams are interrupted
And you step out into life

And its still gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
(I want it, I want it)
Gimme, gimme what you got
Now its take and take and takeover, takeover
Its all take and never give
All these trumped up towers
Theyre just golden showers
Where are people supposed to live?
You can arm yourself, alarm yourself
But theres nowhere you can run
cause a man with a briefcase
Can still more money
Than any man with a gun
I said gimme, gimme what you got
Said gimme, gimme what you got
Gimme, gimme what you got
Gimme, gimme what you got
You got the price of admission
You dont have to ask permission
To take somethin from another man
You cross a lawyer with the godfather, baby
Make you an offer that you cant understand
From main street to wall street to washington
From men to women to men
Its a nation of noses pressed up against the glass
Theyve seen it on the tv
And they want it pretty fast
You spend your whole life
Just pilin it up there
You got stack and stacks and stacks
Then, gabriel comes and taps you on the shoulder
But you dont see no hearses with luggage racks
Gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
I said gimme, gimme what you got
(I want it, I want it)
Gimme, gimme what you got

"New York Minute" - Don Henley

Harry got up
Dressed all in black
Went down to the station
And he never came back
They found his clothing
Scattered somewhere down the track
And he wont be down on wall street
In the morning
He had a home
The love of a girl
But men get lost sometimes
As years unfurl
One day he crossed some line
And he was too much in this world
But I guess it doesnt matter anymore
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get pretty strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Lying here in the darkness
I hear the sirens wail
Somebody going to emergency
Somebodys going to jail
If you find somebody to love in this world
You better hang on tooth and nail
The wolf is always at the door
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
Things can get a little strange
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
And in these days
When darkness falls early
And people rush home
To the ones they love
You better take a fools advice
And take care of your own
One day theyre here;
Next day theyre gone
I pulled my coat around my shoulders
And took a walk down through the park
The leaves were falling around me
The groaning city in the gathering dark
On some solitary rock
A desperate lover left his mark,
Baby, Ive changed. please come back.
What the head makes cloudy
The heart makes very clear
The days were so much brighter
In the time when she was here
But I know theres somebody somewhere
Make these dark clouds disappear
Until that day, I have to believe
I believe, I believe
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute
You can get out of the rain
In a new york minute
Everything can change
In a new york minute

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