Old MacDonald had a collective farm

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And on that farm he had a rice paddie

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with a squish-squish here

and a squish-squish there

here a squish, there a squish, everywhere a squish squish

Old MacDonald had a collective farm

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And on that farm he had a bunch of barracks

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And we all lived in peace and brotherhood in the barracks

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Well...

except for our masters and great teachers of the revolutionary movement

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They all lived in the mansions on the hill

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For they needed comfort and luxurious surroundings

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To concentrate on how they would assure us that we are living well

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