Once the old and robed foresaw
What the One God was to see
Now youthful revolutionaries
Decide was Man's to be
The past is bunk - a lot of junk
We’ll rewrite history!
And of that which was once Divine -
…A dialectic casualty…...
Now doctors work at the behest
of civil bureaucrats
Hospital rooms for one and all
Though some are filled with rats
Your living space is quite the place
For Government to give
Your 10 by 10, the "people’s pen"
Enough for you to live.
Don’t shake an angry fist
Just thank a socialist
Where once the meek would humbly seek
A kind of employment
Now we the small - A job for all!
At "Victory Cement"…
Once we were forced to eat our fill
Of chemicals and candies
How nutrient rich, the people’s swill
Half rations are just dandy.
Don’t raise an angry voice
You know this is the only choice
Chorus: The Dialectic tells her tale
For all who wish to hear
We Socialists will never fail
You children need not fear.
Where students fail to learn to read
But know the water’s toxic
Don’t blame the Teacher’s Union’s greed
We need a brand new logic!
If you find that you cannot work
Or really do not please to
Worry not! Your right to shirk
The Revolution sees to…
Don’t raise an angry thought
Lest the Cheka has you caught
If war you fear, then tarry not
For we are against combat
At Tiannamen the children ran
No guns to wave a stick at
And when your pensions disappear
At socialism’s fall
Why, fret not! For did you fail to hear?
Corporations took it all …
Don’t mumble an inclement moan
You’ll upset our upbeat tone.
Chorus: The Dialectic tells her tale
For all who wish to hear
We Socialists will never fail
You children need not fear.
