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!