TO HELL WITH ACADEMIC FREEDOM
(Tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Mine eyes have seen the failure of
the Student Bill of Rights,
They have trampled out its glories
with contractual delights,
They have plunged us into darkness
never more to see the light,
As reaction marches on.
CHORUS:
To hell with Academic Freedom,
To hell with Academic Freedom,
To hell with Academic Freedom,
As reaction marches on.
THE REBEL GIRL
There are women of many descriptions
In this queer world, as everyone
knows,
Some are living in beautiful
mansions,
And are wearing the finest of
clothes.
There are blue-blooded queens and
princesses,
Who have charms made of diamonds and
pearl;
But the only and thoroughbred lady
Is the Rebel Girl.
CHORUS:
That's the Rebel Girl, that's the
Rebel Girl!
To the working class she's a
precious pearl.
She brings courage, pride and joy
To the fighting Rebel Boy;
We've had girls before, but we need
some more
In the industrial Workers of the
World,
For it's great to fight for freedom
With a Rebel Girl.
Yes, her hands may be hardened from
labor,
And her dress may not be very fine;
But a heart in her bosom is beating
That is true to her class and her
kind.
And the grafters in terror are
trembling
When her spite and defiance she'll
hurl;
For the only and thoroughbred lady
Is the Rebel Girl.
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PAINT 'ER RED
(Tune: Marching thru Georgia)
Come with us, you workingmen, and join
the rebel band --
Come, you discontented ones, and give
a helping hand,
We march against the parasite to drive
him from the land,
With one big industrial union.
CHORUS:
Hurrah! Hurrah! we're going to paint
'er red!
Hurrah! Hurrah! the way is clear ahead.
We're gaining shop democracy and
liberty and bread
With one big industrial union.
"Slaves" they call us, "working stiffs"
inferior by birth,
But when we hit their pocketbooks
we'll spoil their smiles of mirth --
We'll stop their dirty dividends and
drive them from the earth --
With one big industrial union.
CHORUS:
We hate their rotten system more than
any mortals do,
Our aim is not to patch it up, but
build it all anew.
And what we'll have for government,
when finally we're through,
Is one big Industrial union!
CHORUS:
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