Politics (From 1949 Show “Texas, Li’l Darlin”)

If you can
Raise the flag and wave it
Never grant a favour
Smile and tell them maybe, kiss the baby
Give the kid a locket
Out of daddy's pocket
Have him hank you for the crime!

My friends the practice you're indulging in is politics
Yes its Politics, simply Politics
If you can give a fella seven dollars then he kicks back six
You're in Politics every time!

If you can,
Please the big employers
And the workers' lawyers
Keep 'em busy fighting, while the fish are biting'
Don't improve conditions,
'Cept for politicians
Then demand a little peace

My boy the paper has a name for it is Politics,
Yes, it's Politics,
Filthy Politics
If you can treat the general public like a bunch of hicks
You're in Politics, yes Sireee

You must be, either high or lofty
Or a regular softy
Smart administrator
Or a second-grader
Stern and superhuman
Or Harry Truman
Then you'll really make it pay

The occupation that's designed for you is Politics
Often called the fix
But it's politics
If you can mingle with the dutchman and the Irish micks
You're in Politics, What the hay!

You spell it p-o-l-i-t-i-c-s
My platform is a chicken for
Every pot!
Thats Politic what the hey!