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Advice To a Young Socialist
ADVICE TO A YOUNG SOCIALIST You’d better be good You’d better not cry You don’t get what you should I’m telling you why Santa Claus ain’t coming to town The governments got No gold Apple tree It gets all of its pot From you and from me Santa Clause ain’t coming to town Politicians in glee Like to give things away But for everything free Someone else has to pay Santa Clause ain’t coming to town I know you feel entitled To have everything you need Provided by a welfare state That the government decreed But You’d better not claim More entitlements due You’d better see plain I’m telling you true Santa Clause ain’t coming to town So it’s time that you’ve grown Responsibility You better postpone That next spending spree Santa Clause ain’t coming to town And it’s time that you knew Though it may cause you strife Father Christmas not true No one owes you a life Santa Clause ain’t coming to town You think that it’s unfair that Someone else has more than you And a proxy act of plunder Will purloin what you feel due But you‘d better not whine You’d better not pout That you want to some of mine In another handout And there is no big list Of goodies for you Better try and exist On what you yourself do Sant Claus ain’t coming to town
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