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Worker’s Motherland, a progressive song for the Midwinter Festival

To the tune of Winter Wonderland

Shift bells ring, are you listening,
In the streets, blood is glistening.
Revolution in sight,
We’re toiling tonight.
Progressing to the workers’ motherland.

Gone away is our history,
Here to stay is equal misery.
We sing labor’s song,
As we go along,
Progressing to the workers’ motherland.

In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he is Chairman Mao.
He’ll say: Are you orphans?
We’ll say: No man,
But we can do the job,
Just show us how.

Later on, we’ll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we’ve made,
Progressing to the workers’ motherland.

In the meadow we can build a gulag,
And pretend that it’s full of the rich.
We’ll starve teabaggers right there in the gulag,
Until the mass graves fill up the new ditch.

When it snows, ain’t it thrilling,
Tracking down bourgeois and killing?
We’ll murder and slay, the Soviet way,
Progressing to the workers’ motherland.

Everybody sing along with the progressive lyrics!

Updated: Replaced “Josef Stalin” in the second line of the third stanza with “Chairman Mao” for better poetic meter. Adjusted rhyme in fourth line to fit.

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