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LIFE IS OURS

A film directed collectively by a crew of technicians, artists and workers.

France's position,

bathed by the Atlantic and the Mediterranean,

the harmonious plains and mountains,

the fertile soil

and gentle climate,

the presence of navigable rivers,

the ease of communications,

and her industrious people

have made our country

a rich and beautiful land.

France's riches are extensive and varied.

Most French land is cultivable.

France is the world's 5th wheat producer

with an average annual yield of 85 million quintals.

It produces 50 million quintals of oats,

11 million of barley, 9 of rye, 5 of corn,

and 3 to 4 of buckwheat.

France is a world leader

in wine production with 60 to 65 hectolitres a year.

Her vintages are renowned around the world.

Apple trees produce 20 to 30 million hectolitres of cider.

Her forests cover 11 million hectares

and would cover more if the mountains were wooded.

Each year, on average, France produces

50 million quintals of sugar beets.

The cultivation of tobacco, linen and hemp is also extensive.

The olive harvest produces 100,000 quintals of oil.

France, an agricultural nation, has also become a great

industrial nation.

A few figures to prove this...

Coal production has risen from 41 million tonnes in 1910

to 51 million in 1930.

For hydroelectric power, France is

Europe's richest country.

Hydroelectric power stations

provide 6 million kilowatts.

Thermal power stations 8 billion.

Iron production, with 50 million tonnes, is beaten

only by the USA.

It greatly exceeds

English and German production.

From 1927 to 1930, the industry produced

10,450,00 tonnes of cast iron,

and 9,660,000 tonnes of steel.

Mechanical construction has boomed.

Firstly with the car industry.

In 1930, France attained an annual production

of 300,000 cars.

The centuries have gifted France with great artistic treasures.

An anonymous host of architects, sculptors and builders

erected the mediaeval cathedrals

of Chartres, Rouen, Reims,

Sens, Amiens

and Notre Dame de Paris

whose beauty shows France's genius.

The Renaissance and the century of Louis XIV

left châteaux and palaces, some of which are true gems.

The Palace of Versailles is a dazzling example of grandeur.

Paris, the City of Light,

has a prestigious reputation around the world.

The number and beauty of its sights, the order of its squares,

avenues and promenades

have made it the world's most admired city.

Its artistic and intellectual influence is unrivalled.

We can call Paris the capital of luxury and elegance.

In Paris, couturiers, milliners, shoemakers

and jewellers come to find their models.

France is unrivalled for fashion,

lingerie, artificial flowers and lace.

France is famed for its luxury industries.

Paris goods are renowned worldwide.

The dresses, hats, coats or furs that you can see

at races or on the Champs-Elysées

are something unique and incomparable.

Of course, you've rarely had the opportunity to notice that.

But a little hat,

a pretty little lady's hat, Parisian chic,

is also one of France's glories.

We'll continue in our next lesson with fishing,

communication routes and textiles.

Very important, textiles.

French silk.

- We have the biggest ship? - Ever seen the sea?

No, why bother?

We produce 4 million poultry a year?

4 million? No, 4 billion.

Drat...

The poor kids...

- France has the most wine. - And plenty of wheat.

- And iron. - And women's hats.

And we make plenty of silk.

I raised silk worms.

You have to feed 'em on lettuce.

Not mixing 'em up with snails?

Feed 'em bay leaves and they turn into butterflies.

- Bye, lads. - Bye, Gaston.

We make dresses too. Mum wore a silk one at my aunt's wedding.

- Was it hers? - No, a customer's but she looked good.

And there are plenty of châteaux!

Seen any, Popaul?

You bet. I've seen ten!

- I've seen fifteen. - Don't overdo it!

- There's all kinds of stuff. - I prefer châteaux.

I prefer stuff to eat.

Rabbit's good. We had one for my sister's communion.

I prefer chicken.

- Ever eaten any? - No.

CLOSED FOR BANKRUPTCY

Give me some air, you nippers.

Yes, pal, France is very rich.

Rich? At home, Mum often says we're poor. How come?

Your dad's out of work.

Even when he was in work, there was never much money at home.

Same here.

We have as much money as we want.

Yeah? How much?

Yesterday, Mum said, "30 sous to finish the week."

Imagine that?

30 sous? I bet you skip a fair few meals.

So the 4 billion poultry, with feathers...

Who owns all that?

The rich.

France does not belong to the French for she is owned by 200 families.

France does not belong to the French

for she is owned by those who pillage her.

Ladies, gentlemen, join us!

All of you, young and old, please follow us!

We'll show you who your enemies are!

You'll see the enemies of your nation at work!

Comrades, watch!

THE 200 FAMILIES

ARMS DEALER

SEATS ON 41 BOARDS

As you know too well, gentlemen,

the current crisis,

in diminishing the scope of the market,

imposes parallel restrictions

in production.

It even requires destruction of certain stocks

congesting the market.

Therefore, the Longancourt steel plant, which we manage,

had to destroy some of its material.

This is nothing new.

As you already know, in many countries,

firms have been obliged to get rid

of foodstuffs and other essential products.

These operations have had excellent results

and stabilised the world market.

The Americans dump milk. Others burn wheat.

Coffee goes in the sea.

We've striven to limit

the sacrifices imposed on shareholders by this hiatus.

Cutbacks, particularly painful, have been imposed on us, gentlemen,

since they entail many redundancies

and compulsory retirement of devoted workers.

The workforce must be made to understand and adapt.

It must accept the unavoidable nature of certain sacrifices.

We foresee that further cutbacks in this area...

He's been battling with the bank for two hours.

- Where is he? - At the main table.

Is your new car a Voisin?

My dear, I only buy American cars. I loathe French ones.

Here's Bob!

Social insurance!

Does "social insurance" even mean anything?

Two million to the bank.

Banco.

Eight.

Nine.

I've lost. I'll send you a cheque.

Two million!

We must obligatorily and urgently carry out

further cutbacks in the workforce

and a reduction in pay.

- Very interesting! - Yes to cutbacks!

More cutbacks!

Work and bread!

Work and bread!

- The orangeade is foul. It's warm! - Sir!

Look, I've found one!

Lovely, a bastard's flat cap!

Bravo, Gontran, truly amazing!

He downs a bastard every time!

He'll be a section leader.

French Fascists in training

We have seen them at work before

February 6th, 1934

The dawn of February 7th

French Hitlerians stage a military parade

PATRIOTIC YOUTH

Long live La Roque!

Long live La Roque!

Nothing can be done?

It can! Ask the Communist Party.

"United front tonight, Place de la République"

"Doumergue forms a National Unity Ministry"

"Monday, unite for a general strike"

"Down with murderous Fascism!"

"Mass general strike!"

"Workers of Paris, Monday, at 3 p.m."

"Anger at the death and disappearance of several workers"

WORKERS, UNITE

"Six workers killed in six days"

"On Monday, huge numbers of workers

united against Fascism."

UNITED ACTION THE POPULAR FRONT

"We vow to unite to defeat factious leagues

and to defend liberty and peace"

Dissolution of the Fascist leagues!

"The people rise up for liberty!"

"Half a million on the streets of Paris"

"The movement spreads to the provinces"

The Fascists exploited the Unknown Soldier

They tried to make use of war veterans

But on November 11, 1935...

"Comrades of the Unknown Soldier!"

RIGHTS, PEACE, LIBERTY

The Communist Party repels Fascism.

To remove this threat for good, to end poverty and war,

let us follow the example of the workers of

the USSR.

VOTE COMMUNIST

LET FRANCE UNITE AGAINST THE 200 FAMILIES PILLAGING HER

LENIN

STALIN

Come in!

Sit down.

- Hello, old chap. - The mail.

Let me finish this article for you to take to the print shop.

I've brought the sales figures.

Very good. Perfect.

Sales...

Sunday's print-run: 360,000 copies.

That's up again since last week.

Street sales by the Humanité Defence Committee...

L'Humanité, the Communist Party organ...

Get L'Humanité,

the organ defending all workers!

Editor-in-chief: Marcel Cachin.

Get L'Humanité!

Against war and fascism!

Central organ of the Communist Party!

Get L'Humanité,

the paper that defends all workers!

Get L'Humanité,

central organ of the Communist Party!

Editor-in-chief: Marcel Cachin.

Get L'Humanité,

central organ of the Communist Party!

Fascists!

Murderers!

The mail...

Let's see...

Quite a pile of it.

From a steelworker...

"Dear Comrade Cachin, I work in Gennevilliers..."

"Management is trying at all costs to increase production rates

and lay off workers.

The company has hired a timekeeper

to spy on us at all times as we work."

We could see a movie tonight.

I know that already!

You're working at a snail's pace today.

Out last night?

What's that to you?

Just work, ok.

Listen here...

Come to my office after your shift.

What was he after?

He's after...

He's after telling me I'm too old!

Prepare Gustave Bertin's final pay.

He's been here ages. He retires in two years.

Save some money.

- Do as I say! - He's been here 23 years!

- We started together. - He's had it.

This place is a shambles, so get off my back!

We need to cut worker numbers.

It's a factory, not a rest home!

- But old Gustave... - That's enough!

Sentiment won't increase production.

- What has he done? - Don't start!

What's on your mind?

The timekeeper. I'd beat him up.

Don't do anything silly. You'd be in the wrong again.

Forget it. We don't care about him.

We have better to do.

That's true.

The agenda will be drawn up by the cell committee

to prepare the general assembly.

And to support a farmers' cell.

- I'm late. - We know.

- Pick the chair. - You, Tonin.

- I'm doing the report. - Victor.

- Yes, Victor. - All right.

Louise will be tonight's secretary.

Sit down.

Here's tonight's agenda.

We have a few visitors:

Lucien, Jacques and a comrade from cutting.

First, the situation at the factory.

Second, the factory paper.

Third, a reply to management in relation to old Gustave being fired.

Tonin...

Comrades, you know how things stand.

A week ago, management imposed a lower rate for piecework.

The shop floors were unhappy.

Now, a further incident.

Old Gustave has been fired.

He was told too late for us to have time to react.

Beat up the timekeeper!

Calm down, comrade, each in turn.

Giving the timekeeper a black eye won't feed old Gustave.

True.

We must work all night

on a handout for the morning to alert other departments.

Then we'll consider a stoppage to defend old Gustave

and to remove the timekeeper or change his methods.

And we'll demand the old rate for piecework again.

All right.

Will it do?

Excellent.

It's 9 o'clock.

The hour management arrives.

Yes, it's fine.

Done and dusted.

Get your sister to type it, then take it to Victor.

- Yessir! - That's that.

Tonin!

Gustave's daughter is here.

- Show her in. - Ok.

What's the matter?

My father might do something silly.

He'll listen to you. Mention the baby.

He's our only breadwinner since my Henri died.

Don't worry, we'll see to it.

I'll come too. We'll bring him back.

Sit down and have a drink.

Pull yourself together. It's going to be all right.

You mustn't worry.

Wreck the machines?

Yes, and I don't care what happens!

You're out of your mind!

They'll get new ones and you'll be jailed.

The machines aren't the problem. Look at Russia...

Machines have lowered working hours and raised wages.

But our fat cats would let us starve rather than lower profits.

What'll become of me and mine?

And us?

We're here, pal.

If it doesn't work, we'll be fired.

Down here!

Comrades!

Instead of a 40-hour week paid 48,

they lower rates and lay people off!

It can't go on!

We'll submit our demands!

If they reject them, we'll extend the movement!

Comrades, pick your delegates to meet with management!

Tonin from Marseille!

- And old Latringue! - Old Latringue!

A woman!

We need a woman!

Let's go up!

No politics, ok!

It is politics, for all of us, Hitler!

I didn't hire you to cause havoc!

We're in a fine mess now!

If production halts, we'll lose a good client.

And they're few and far between.

Say something!

- It's that Communist, sir... - Enough.

And you, Albert,

what do you suggest?

Sir, if you want my opinion,

you have to re-hire Gustave Bertin.

He's an excellent worker.

And restore piecework rates.

As for this gentleman...

We need to play for time.

You're right. I'll talk to them.

Well, my friends,

what's going on? I'm surprised to see you leave your work.

It's about Bertin, sir.

He's a good worker, one widowed daughter, the other single.

We're here to see if he can't be re-hired. He does a good job.

If that's all, of course! Well, we'll see...

No need to stop work for so little.

You should never stop work.

Whenever there's a problem, come to me and I'll try to help.

There's the new timekeeper too, always on our backs.

I'll see to that too.

I'll settle all that with Monsieur Albert.

Now get back to work and tell your comrades to do the same.

Monsieur Albert will settle it.

Excuse me, sir!

I'd like to read my comrades' demands.

They want the incompetent fired, our comrade Bertin re-hired

the old rate for piecework and impunity for representatives.

Otherwise, they'll extend the strike to every other department.

All right...

Brochard...

Don't show yourself around here for a month or so.

They're talking.

If you hadn't stepped in, he'd have fooled me.

- Will we get what we want? - You bet!

All right. The manager has considered your demands.

Since they seem fair, he accepts them.

But he says that if there are any more stoppages,

he'll take disciplinary action.

- Tonin... - Sir?

Be less visible.

You're a smart fellow.

You might regret it.

I said they'd rehire you.

He did a great job!

They'll be looking grim up in management.

Three cheers for Gustave!

And boos for the timekeeper!

"The workshop comrades thank the Communist Party

whose action in favour of old Gustave met with success.

They know that such action is called into play on every occasion

when fair living or working conditions are at stake."

Very good.

Saint Aubin-le-Monial...

A village in the Allier, I recall.

A polished oak dresser containing

a cracked salad bowl, a milk can,

a soup tureen, a coffee mill,

and...

21 plates.

A polished oak table, two benches, a chair,

a soup tureen and five plates.

Let's eat.

A ceiling oil lamp.

A clock and its case.

A Benec stove.

A bed... We'll leave you the bed.

A polished oak wardrobe

containing...

a pair of sheets. That's all in the wardrobe.

Is this your son?

Killed on the front?

He came back, but gassed. He died five years ago.

The gas was merciless.

We're merciless too.

No one asked you, you Communist.

I guessed as much. Is he a relative?

Yes, my nephew.

Ignore him, he's a Communist.

You're unlucky.

And you couldn't sell your wheat.

Let's continue the inventory outside. Come, Mr Lecoq.

Granny, why are you crying? He wants us to leave?

Leave me. Go with your grandpa.

What will become of us, dear God?

What will we do?

Don't cry. It's no use getting in such a state.

And all that wheat in the barn that we can't even sell.

Philippe, do you find that fair?

- I'll go to the château. - What for?

No, stay with me, Germaine.

No, I'm going.

I'll try talking to the marquise.

Maybe she'll listen and give us time to pay.

You've noted the mare?

Let's move on to the wheat now.

There's a lot, but it's not worth much.

Poor Coquette, they're taking you too.

I'm taking back my farm.

I can't reduce me and mine to poverty

to enrich your family. Enough is enough.

By legal ruling, we shall now auction the property of Mr Lecoq,

farmer in St Aubin-le-Monial,

consisting of livestock, cows,

bullocks,

pigs,

harnesses,

milking equipment, farmyard animals,

numerous items of furniture, ploughing implements, etc.

We shall then auction a large quantity of wheat and fodder.

Gather round.

Gather round.

Come along, gentlemen. Let's hurry now, please.

It will be a long sale.

Let's see...

We'll begin right away with the animals.

A magnificent half-breed mare,

six years old, no infirmities,

as shown by the veterinarian's certificate.

Now, my friends, who will make the first bid?

Really? No bidders?

No bidders?

2 francs.

Please be quiet, we're not here to have fun.

2 francs.

2.50 francs if you like.

I'll speak if I want.

Shut your mouth.

It's wiser.

No one will bid anything?

2.50 francs for such a mare?

This is shameful!

That's not for you to say. You're a bailiff. Just do your job.

All right, fine.

Well then, going, going, gone. Sold for 2.50 francs.

The cows now.

One red cow and two black and white cows.

Who'll bid first?

3 francs.

3 francs.

Going, going... No other bids? Gone!

In short, you have bought everything for...

112.50 francs.

My compliments. It's a real bargain.

You said it.

Thank you anyway.

There, uncle, all set.

Thank you.

- Don't mention it. - No need to thank us.

"Following the action taken against this sale,

our villagers saw how right the Communists were

to strive for the union of all farmers, regardless of opinion."

It's gone on for too long.

So you let them win?

Who do you mean?

Them. Your boss.

Those who let you starve.

You're a thousand times better than they are.

You're not just anyone, with your diploma and all.

You often say so many of them have no education.

They can't write properly.

My diploma? I don't dare mention it.

They laugh in my face.

I don't care about that.

What matters to me is being with you.

I hate seeing you with holes in your shoes.

You said you'd buy a pair with yesterday's pay.

- Well? - We were late with the gas bill...

The coal one too.

It's all my fault.

Without me, at your sister's, you'd have gas and coal.

And you'd have new shoes.

Winter is coming.

And your coat?

Held up to the light, it looks like tissue paper.

We'll talk tomorrow. It hurts too much seeing that suitcase.

You'll find something soon.

There's no reason for it to change.

There's no work anywhere.

Shut up!

I've bought eggs and some nice bacon.

And tomatoes. I'll make the eggs you love.

Portuguese style.

They're nice and fresh,

but they weren't expensive.

While I cook, you set the table.

The wine's in the cupboard.

There's a drop left.

I don't drink wine.

René?

René!

What is it?

Excuse me, I'm looking for work.

I'll do anything going.

You all say that, but you can't do anything.

Idler. Good workers are rare, even though there's plenty of work.

No, you'd rather go on the dole and do bugger all.

Am I wrong? Tell me, honestly.

I'm not on the dole, sir.

I'm an electrical technician but can't find work.

And...

I'm hungry.

Yes, I can see that.

- Do you want to wash cars? - Yes!

We'll sort the pay out later.

Mohammed, come here!

Show him the ropes and lend him all the gear.

Got the sponge?

What's up? You sound ill.

It's just a cold.

It's too chilly here for guys from your country.

Yes, but there's no work back there, nothing to eat...

See a doctor.

It's nothing.

What? My car isn't ready?

What the hell is this? Where's the boss?

Boss!

My car isn't ready for my appointments!

It's not my fault, we had loads...

Give me that! Get in, sir, this will only take a minute!

Let's not waste any time. Here, you pauper.

That'll teach me to hire tramps!

Get the hell out and don't come back!

All done, sir.

There you go, sir.

It's ticking over nicely.

He threw you out?

A right bastard, isn't he?

You know, among us, we help one another.

Wait a second.

Here. Good luck.

THE NATIONAL VOLUNTEERS

SOUP KITCHEN

Join the line.

Say...

I heard the Salvation Army...

Forget it, you don't know what it's like, son.

I crossed all of Paris to get to the Salvation Army

for a bowl of broth and dry bread!

18 sous. With a bit of sausage, 25 sous!

I was broke.

I said, "Call this charity? I'm hungry and I gave you my 18 sous!"

Then they went and threw me out for complaining!

I was livid.

It's like the Sacré Coeur.

You have to sit through mass to get bread.

All that standing and sitting again...

Here...

They gave me a book if you want it...

20 sous an hour for a job like that! The acid ate away at our hands.

And I had a family to feed.

When I got out of hospital, there was no work to be had.

I went through miles of small ads in the paper.

I'd love to see a flick. Last time I saw...

All gone!

A wait for nothing.

What's wrong with him?

♪ In its triumphant elation

♪ Youth marches on in song

♪ Soon more young people

♪ Will come to swell our ranks

♪ Arise, my sweet, let us sing on the wind

♪ Arise, my friend

♪ Our land follows the path Of the rising sun

♪ Companions in all trades Love each other as brothers

♪ To overcome poverty Unite your hearts and hands

♪ Union has shattered the yoke

♪ That constrained our liberty

♪ Union will let us take flight

♪ Towards our fraternal dreams

♪ Companions in all trades Love each other as brothers

♪ To overcome poverty Unite your hearts and hands

♪ In a world of isolation

♪ Where they say all is well

♪ In a world of isolation

♪ Where they say all is well

♪ Who will bother to care About those who have nothing?

♪ About those who have nothing? About those who have nothing?

♪ Be united, be united

♪ And all troubles will be over

♪ Be united, be united

Tell me...

Who are these people?

They're comrades or workers.

They come here to rehearse. Some are even professionals.

You know, what we'd like

is to revive the love of music and theatre.

Comrade, you are not alone!

In the depths of your distress, you are not alone.

The sky is dark and the future looks bleak.

Life seems hopeless.

Comrade, take heart!

You are not alone.

None of you are alone.

You who feel there is no hope.

Life will be beautiful for all,

for that is what we want.

Life will cease being cruel once you are all united.

Farmers!

Workers!

Unemployed!

Young men and women!

- Children of the people! - Friends! Comrades!

The Communist Party is calling you!

Farmers, workers, unemployed!

Young men and women! Children of the people!

Friends! Comrades!

Hear the voice of the Party!

Fight for your cause!

Take your life in hand!

Do not wait, time is short!

The Communist Party is calling you to take the future in hand!

Comrades! Life is ours!

Comrades, join us!

We Communists

wish to snatch the working masses from poverty and worry.

War victims, veterans and comrades from the trenches,

we fight to defend your rights.

We shall not pay with our pensions after paying with our lives!

Young people, we fight so that you will no longer know

the misfortune of youth.

Workers, we fight for all the demands of the working masses of France.

We want to do something for them immediately.

To do that, a single means: make the rich pay!

Capitalist profit

constitutes the main cause of the crisis.

The crisis can only be cured by the suppression of capitalist profit.

However, the capitalist world is still standing.

In these conditions,

should farmers resign themselves and wait?

We don't think so.

The Communist Party thinks

that farmers can henceforth

diminish their suffering

by applying the agricultural rescue plan

of the Communist Party.

And now people talk of new wars.

Yet again, mothers weep for their 20-year-old sons,

women for their husbands.

Women of France, wives,

mothers, fiancées

who dreamt of a better future, help us to make it come true.

Fight with the Communist Party

in order to obtain right now, for your children and families,

bread, liberty, peace and a better fate.

Women of the French nation, manual and intellectual workers,

unite to save your homes by saving peace.

Today, to counter the Fascism of Mussolini and Hitler,

our Communist Party defends peace under dire threat.

It fights the warmongers in two different ways.

It supports the actions of all those, whoever they may be, who reject war.

That is why the Communists voted for the Franco-Soviet Pact

against the potential aggressor.

That is why it approved the League of Nations

when it took sanctions, albeit insufficient,

to end the shameful slaughter in Ethiopia.

But our Communist Party

knows we require the union of all the world's workers.

The Communists call them

to fight fraternally against Fascism and war

alongside the Red Army of the Soviet Union,

the rampart of peace in the world.

We are a great party!

We have tens of thousands of admirable men and women.

That is a huge creative force.

Our party, which wants to create a more beautiful mankind,

and ensure the happiness of the worker family,

is the family home were we love to live!

We Communists

plan to build a new world.

We are naturally on the side of youth

wherein lie latent the virtues of abnegation and courage

that the young people of France displayed in the great moments of the past.

Youth of France,

you were in Valmy to witness the clash

of monarchist Europe, the former feudal world,

and the France of the Revolution.

Youth of France, you were the soul of the armies of the Revolution.

Youth of France, you manned the barricades of the Paris Commune.

Youth of France, you fought in the street

during the days of February 1934.

On February 9, you were on Place de la République,

where one of you, Lochat, was killed.

You were in the 20th arrondissement when Vuillemin fell.

You were in Livry-Gargan when Scorticati was murdered.

You were in Montargis when the Fascist Trochu killed Lamy.

Youth of France, you are always in the front line

for the most noble causes. Unite!

With one heart,

with the same enthusiasm,

confident in your destiny,

march hand in hand

to conquer life, to conquer happiness!

The Communists of France

want to follow the example of our Soviet Union brothers.

We are internationalists,

loyal activists of the Communist International.

We are the brothers of Thälmann,

whom we wanted to snatch from Hitler's clutches

just like the great Dimitrov,

the pilot of our International.

We have already allowed the working class

and the people of France to resist Fascism triumphantly

We can and will do more.

We wish to dispel forever the threat of consolidated slavery

that weigh down on our people.

Let us fill our nation with happiness, prosperity, liberty and peace.

We wish to bring about the total unity of the working class.

We wish to bring about the union of the people of France,

the reconciliation of the French nation

against the 200 families and their Fascist agents.

In short, we want to ensure the country's salvation,

we who care about

the number and health of its children,

the abundance and quality

of its industrial and intellectual production,

the influence of its culture.

March beneath the great and invincible flag

of Marx,

Engels,

Lenin,

and Stalin!

March for the success of the Popular Front,

work, liberty and peace!

March for the triumph of the French Republic of soviets!

Long live the strong, free and happy France

that the Communists will create!

♪ Arise, ye workers from your slumber

♪ Arise, ye prisoners of want

♪ For reason in revolt now thunders

♪ And at last ends the age of cant

♪ Away with all your superstitions

♪ Servile masses, arise, arise

♪ We'll change henceforth the old tradition

♪ And spurn the dust to win the prize

♪ So comrades, come rally

♪ And the last fight let us face

♪ The Internationale

♪ Unites the human race

♪ So comrades, come rally

♪ And the last fight let us face

♪ The Internationale

♪ Unites the human race