CITIZEN’S SONG Tune: Prinz Eugen
Whether given high position Born to rank or the condition Of the poorest of the poor Whether wearing clothes of fashion Or old rags you couldn't cash in These things, these things don't endure.
If we work hard, gain high placement Or for years toil in the basement Or we have no work that's sure Even if we turn out lazy Damned by all the world as crazy These things, these things don't endure.
Whether gladly into battle We march forth, or more like cattle We are driven to the war Even if we think we're victim If the outcome is we've licked 'em These things, these things don't endure.
But if we build new tomorrows Gladly taking on the sorrows Which accompany the cure Or if all we do is chatter 'Bout ideals that just don't matter These things, these things do endure.
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Whether we are implementers Social pioneers, inventors Future vision to ensure Or if we take the position That it is another's mission These things, these things do endure.
If we dare act out our passion For those left out and to fashion Ways their gifts can be assured Or if like a sheltered flower Frightened in a hole we cower These things, these things do endure.
Therefore colleagues in our caring Launch the journey with your daring With your hearts and spirits pure Join your hands with one another Every human's now your brother These things, these things will endure.
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