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Three Songs of the Crème de la Crème

Plutocracy the Wonderful

O beautiful, our properties
Our lands and woods and grains
Our fields and mines and factories
Our ships and trains and planes!
Accumulate, accumulate!  We never get enough
Of profits, income, capital, and other lovely stuff.

O beautiful, our trophy wives
Their diamonds, furs, and shoes
Our speedboats, cars, jets, limousines
Our photos in the news!
Accumulate, accumulate!  We never get enough
Of profits, income, capital, and other lovely stuff.

O beautiful, our spacious yachts
That slice across the seas
Our mansions, villas, spas, resorts
Our blessed lives of ease!
Accumulate, accumulate!  We never get enough
Of profits, income, capital, and other lovely stuff.

O beautiful, our shining skies
Our water, earth, and air
Our horses, cooks, maids, mistresses,
Chauffeurs, butlers, au pairs!
Accumulate, accumulate!  We never get enough
Of profits, income, capital, and other lovely stuff!

The Transnationale

We’re masters of globalization
The world is under our control
Our goal is wealth accumulation
Greed is great — we want it all!

Marx is dead and so’s emancipation
Wake up and smell reality
You’re slaves on capital’s plantation
And will be for eternity.

So forget your utopia
For our capital has won
The mega-corporations
Will boss you from now on.
While we squeeze you for profit
You will each keep in your place
The corporate dictatorship
Shall rule the human race.

We’ll not permit cooperation
You’ll sell your lives without a fuss
We’ll crush all insubordination
You’ll either starve or work for us.

If you’re good and do as you are told
We’ll let you drink and watch TV
And buy the junk you’ve made and sold
And make believe that you are free.

So forget your utopia
For our capital has won
The mega-corporations
Will boss you from now on.
While we squeeze you for profit
You will each keep in your place
The corporate dictatorship
Shall rule the human race.

To hell with your rights and desires
To hell with nature and with health
We’ll not let losers, fools, and liars
Interfere with our wealth.

Ours is the power and the glory
We own the laws, the nukes, the state
We’re writing the official story
To make you resigned to your fate.

So forget your utopia
For our capital has won
The mega-corporations
Will boss you from now on.
While we squeeze you for profit
You will each keep in your place
The corporate dictatorship
Shall rule the human race.

It’s Been Good to Do You

So long, it’s been good to do you
So long, it’s been good to do you
So long, it’s been good to do you
We thank you for letting us do you so long
And tomorrow we’ll do you some more.

A marvelous racket, it works like a dream
It leaves you the leavings and gives us the cream.
The means of production are ours to control,
We’ll never share them with you all.

Dig it!

So long, it’s been good to do you
So long, it’s been good to do you
So long, it’s been good to do you
We thank you for letting us do you so long
And tomorrow we’ll do you some more!

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