Well one, two, three, four
Join the Marching Jobless Corps
No work in the factories
No more manufacturing
All the tools are broke and rusted
Every wheel and window busted
Through the city streets we go
Idle as a CEO
Idle as a CEO

Well one, two, three, four
Join the Marching Jobless Corps
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 and water suit us fine
Bread and water suit us fine

Well one, two, three, four
Join the Marching Jobless Corps
Worked and paid our union dues
What did years of that produce?
Houses, cars, and other shit
For the rich's benefit
What do workers get for pay?
Hungry, broke, and thrown away
Hungry, broke, and 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
Vi di gvirim pust un pas

Eyns, tsvey, dray, fir
Arbetsloze zenen mir
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
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 and better land
In a new and 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 lan
In dem nayem frayn lan
In dem nayem frayn lan
In dem nayem frayn lan!