Song Lyrics

Oh, Teddy, please don't make me go up that hill,
Rough rider like to get himself killed,
Now it sure don't look like a vacation spot,
We all got malaria; the weather's too hot.
All got malaria; the weather's too hot.

The Whitehouse is calling,
I'm sure we're gonna charge today,
Yeah, looking good on my r?sum?.

Oh, Mr. Hoover, I come to collect my dough,
Kids are starving and the bank foreclosed,
I would sell my purple heart if I got a good offer,
Steel sabre rattle of Douglas Macarthur,
The steel sabre rattle of Douglas Macarthur.

The Whitehouse is calling,
I'm sure we're gonna charge today,
Yeah, looking good on my r?sum?.

Good on my r?sum?.

Now, union man, come up here to organise,
Make the rich man hear my cry,
Mr. Getty and Carnegie and Vanderbilt,
If I talk to much my blood'll get spilt,
If I talk to much my blood'll get spilt.

The Whitehouse is calling,
I'm sure we're gonna charge today,
Yeah, yeah, looking good on my r?sum?.

Looking good on my r?sum?,
So good on my r?sum?,
Write it down, write it down, write it down on my r?sum?, r?sum?.


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