Free Enterprise, song lyrics
Song: Free Enterprise
Lyrics: Malvina Reynolds(1) (2)
Music: Malvina Reynolds
Year: 1951(1) (2)
The air you breathe is poison, the food you eat is worse,
The dollars in your pay check are pennies in your purse.
In full page advertisements they praise it to the skies,
They tie it up with fancy bows and dress it up in fancy clothes,
It still offends the gentle nose, free enterprise.
Free enterprise, it's free enough no doubt.
Anything they give away you're better off without.
The bandits of the old days would hide their heads in shame,
Their old-time buccaneering was hardly worth the name.
They used to end on gibbets and dance against the skies,
And now they live on top the town and sport their minks and cars around
And buy up Congress by the pound, free enterprise.
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There's nothing free about it, you pay at every turn,
Except the guys in Wall Street who have the stuff to burn.
They had to make new brain machines to count their profits' rise,
But since there's always room for more they still can make the market soar--
A little war does wonders for free enterprise.
They gag you if you holler, they kick you if you sneeze,
They throw you in the hoosegow for singing songs like these.
The only way to like it is to close your ears and eyes,
It's good for G. M. Company, Morgan and the A and P,
But it's just no darn good for me, free enterprise.
1 - Sing Out, Vol 1, No 12, 1951, p.11
2 - Malvina Reynolds on Wikipedia. This song is posted with permission of her daughter Nancy Schimmel.