one, two, three, four, join the Marching Jobless Corps no work in the factory / no more manufacturing all the tools are broke & rusted / every wheel & window busted through the city streets we go / idle as a CEO, idle as a CEO 1,2,3,4. . . .we don’t have to pay no rent / sleeping in a camping tent dumpster diving don’t take money / every bite we share with twenty let the yuppies have their wine / bread & water suit us fine 1,2,3,4. . . .worked & paid our union dues / what did years of that produce? Houses, cars & other shit / for the riches benefit what do workers get for pay? / hungry broke & thrown away eyns, tsvey, dray, fir, arbetsloze zenen mir nisht gehert khodoshem lang / in fabrik dem hamerklang s’lign keylem kalt fargesn / s’nemt der zhaver zey shoyn fresn geyen mir arum in gas / vi di gvirim pust un pas 1,2,3,4. . . . yorn lang gearbet shver / un geshaft alts mer un mer hayzer, shleser, shtet un lender / far a heyfele farshvender undzer loyn derfar iz vos / hunger, noyt, un arbetsloz one, two, three, four, pick yourselves up off the floor unemployment marches on / so we’ll sing a marching song for a land, a world of justice / where no cop or boss can bust us there’ll be work for every hand / in a new & better land eyns, tsvey, dray, fir, ot azoy marshirn mir arbetsloze trit nokh trit / un mir zingen zikh a lid far a land, a velt, a naye / vu es lebn mentshn fraye arbetsloz iz keyn shum hand / in dem nayem frayn land