Songs

How many think tanks also produce satirical songs for communal singing?

We don’t know, but we do.

Most of our songs are in Danish, though, and you can find them at our Danish sister organization Fremvirke: http://fremvirke.dk/sangbog/

Two satirical songs are in English: You Can Have my Twitter Profile When I Die (this is our absolute no. 1 hit!) and Greenspan.

Have fun!

Video on its way…

The Twitter Song

Lyrics: Lene Rachel Andersen
Tune: She’ll be Comin’ ‘Round the Mountain

You can have my Twitter profile when I die
You can have my Twitter profile when I die
I’ll still be in heated clashes
They’ll spread wider than my ashes
You can have my Twitter profile when I die

You can have my Quora profile when I die
You can have my Quora profile when I die
I’ll still look as if I wonder
Though my head is six feet under
You can have my Quora profile when I die

You can have my Facebook profile when I die
You can have my Facebook profile when I die
I’ll still be composing firm moods
Though I’m decomposing worm food
You can have my Facebook profile when I die

You can have my LinkedIn profile when I die
You can have my LinkedIn profile when I die
Not just will my will be clever
My last will will last forever
You can have my LinkedIn profile when I die

You can have my Tinder profile when I die
You can have my Tinder profile when I die
Though I said that I was scoring
You’ll see I was really boring
You can have my Tinder profile when I die

You can Google what I googled when I die
You can Google what I googled when I die
Everything I started spelling
Will be really rather telling
You can Google what I googled when I die

Greenspan

Lyrics: Lene Rachel Andersen
Tune: Greensleeves

I once believed that there was a plan
For the betterment of the fate of man
But then two-thousand-and-eight began
And then all that we had was the Greenspan
Glass-Steagall he had repealed
And as all came down it was soon revealed
Once there was a useful shield
Against all that we faced thanks to Greenspan

Invisible was the magic hand
He relied on and which should fast expand
The wealth and happiness through the land
Oh, yes, that was the plan of the Greenspan
Such dreams, one must understand
Were quite popular and in high demand
‘mong fans of Miss Ayn Rand
And the followers of Milton Friedman

Antithesis to a fiscal tool
Was the laissez-faire Friedman found so cool
The founder of the Chicago School
Which would rule as a rule under Greenspan
Some thirty sweet years went by
Where it looked as if their ideas could fly
Debt soared and no one asked why
Geared subprime loans seemed clever to Greenspan

It spoke to every greedy clown
And was then combined with the “trickle-down”
It was a bubble worn like a crown
And the scepter of Emperor Greenspan
Then as some ran out of cash
And as Fannie Mae and the banks did crash
Who cleaned up their self-made trash?
Was it taxpayers or was it Greenspan?

Among the wealthiest one percent
Who were thus bailed out by their government
How many learned from the incident
And stepped down in disgrace like the Greenspan?
How many went straight to jail?
And how come the system could be so frail?
‘Cause banks were too big to fail
And we’ve changed nothing really since Greenspan

What is a winning economy?
It is distributed complexity
It’s strong because of its energy
And it helps if you don’t follow Greenspan
Don’t just measure GDP
And don’t count on high productivity
Judge based on the circuitry
And for God’s sake, do make it a green plan!