50.
LEGION OF EX-SOCIALISTS

  (Tune: With A Little Bit of Luck)

Eugene V. Debs said we should fight 
  the battles, 
But times have changed and now we
  are in doubt 
Just who and what it is that we are 
  fighting and
With a little bit of luck, with a
  little bit of luck,
We don't think we ever will find out.

CHORUS:
With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of luck we won't
  find out.

Oh F.D.R. gave us some legislation
That was humane and sane beyond all
  doubt,
Why, with some more of just such
  legislation and
With a little bit of luck, with a
  little bit of luck,
We'll ease Capitalism gently out.

With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of luck it'll go
  right out!

Oh, we will sing of brave tomorrows,
But with a little bit of luck we
  won't get stuck.

And now we have as friend Ike
   Eisenhower
Who wants, to see all men quite free
  from sin,
Oh, who would want to take from him
  his power, when
With a Little bit of luck, with a
  little bit of luck
We'll have Socialism creep right in!


 
 

With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of luck it'll creep
  right in.
With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of goddamned luck!

Oh, now with almost every worker
  working,
And buying houses, cars, and diamond
  rings,
Utopia just comes closer while we're
  shirking, and
With a little bit of luck, with a
  little bit of luck,
We won't have to do a goddamned thing!

With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of luck won't do a
  thing.

Oh, let us hope that good will
  triumph,
But with a little bit of luck won't
  rake up muck.

They didn't think way back there in
  the thirties
That without fighting we would always
  win,
America just keeps right on improving
  and
With a little bit of luck, with a
  little bit of luck,
We'll watch Socialism creep right in.

With a little bit, with a little bit,
With a little bit of luck it'll
  creep right in.
With a little bit, with a little
  bit,               .
With a little bit of goddamned luck.

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                                "COMMUNIST'S" International
Relax ye renovated masses.
Relax,ye once unhappy throng.
Salvation's in the middle classes
The President can do no wrong.
No more shall Marx and Engels bind us,
They once were all, they now are naught.
In the ranks of the bourgeoisie,
  you'll find us.
We can be had; we can be bought,
CHORUS:

Let the trotskyites heckle,
Their disruption is not felt.
Let them keep their revolution,
For we have Roosevelt!


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