I’m not partial to the martial
or the plutocrats in their beaver hats
and the fascists have the outfits
but I don’t care for the outfits
what I care about is music
and the communists have the music

I hear a melody
and just as suddenly
I know who I’m
supposed to be

I don’t need a rationale
to sing the Internationale
I only need to plug in the headphone jack
so I can listen to my backing track

I’m not jealous of the zealous
or anarchics with guitar picks
and the fascists have their outfits
but I don’t care for the outfits
what I care about is music
and the communists have the music
yes the communists have the music
oh the communists have the music