Greek banks are on the verge of collapse, Spanish unemployment is at unsustainable heights, American college grads are finding that a Masters in black studies and women’s studies is no more useful on the job market than a Masters in necromancy, and possibly less useful. Are the generals stirring again in Greece? Is Franco still dead? Will the people with useless degrees but overwhelming student loan debt vote for Obama this time? No one knows. What we do know is that once the ship starts sliding down the ways it is hard to stop.

What happens when the banks run dry

What happens when your children cry

What happens when the jobs are gone

What happens when there’s naught to pawn

What happens when you’ve reached despair

What happens when no hope is there

What happens is the guillotine

Is shining nice and bright and clean

And tumbrels rattle through the streets

And history yes doth repeats

And horses then get painted white

To carry forth the saving knight

Who will restore the status quo

That’s what happens when it starts to go