Our Glorious Leader declares by
Decree: 'The music of the Glorious
State from this time on will be square-
Jawed and dreary, for the good of us
All.' Hammer, stirrup and anvil under
State control. My name is Dimitri, man
Of some renown. In this symphony of
Spies I keep my ear to the ground.
Stave, crochet and quaver under the
Editor's scrawl. Hammer, stirrup and
Anvil under state control. An operetta
For our leader, a quartet for the drawer;
He gets the rank cantatas and I keep
The score. A libretto for the death
Camps ... some day you'll hear them
All. Hammer, stirrup and anvil under
State control.
Decree: 'The music of the Glorious
State from this time on will be square-
Jawed and dreary, for the good of us
All.' Hammer, stirrup and anvil under
State control. My name is Dimitri, man
Of some renown. In this symphony of
Spies I keep my ear to the ground.
Stave, crochet and quaver under the
Editor's scrawl. Hammer, stirrup and
Anvil under state control. An operetta
For our leader, a quartet for the drawer;
He gets the rank cantatas and I keep
The score. A libretto for the death
Camps ... some day you'll hear them
All. Hammer, stirrup and anvil under
State control.