And because man is man
So he needs something to eat, please
No chatter can fill him up
That doesn't make food
Left drum, two, three, left drum, two, three
Where your place is comrade
Join the workers' united front
Because you are also a worker
And because man is man
That's why he also needs clothes and shoes
No chatter will warm him up
And no drumming either
Left drum, two, three, left drum, two, three
Where your place is comrade
Join the workers' united front
Because you are also a worker
And because man is man
That's why he doesn't like boots on his face
He doesn't want to see any slaves among himself
And no master over himself
Left drum, two, three, left drum, two, three
Where your place is comrade
Join the workers' united front
Because you are also a worker
And because the prole is a prole
That's why no one else can free him
It can only liberate the workers
be the work of the workers
Left drum, two, three, left drum, two, three
Where your place is comrade
Join the workers' united front
Because you are also a worker

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