The Jack Ash Society
This song really should be prefaced
With the observation of
A newspaper editor I met once he said
"The John Birch Society really should be
Called the Jack Ash Society!"
A bunch of Jack Ash-ites from Belmont, Mass
Have suffered a terrible fright:
They looked under their beds
And discovered such reds
As Allen and Milton and Dwight
If more you would know of this Jack Ash credo
See the Blue Book, the Black Book, the White
If you do you will find wе're
All Reds of some kind
Likе Allen and Milton and Dwight
Joe McCarthy is dead so Jack Ash instead
Leads the anti-Communist fight
U s reds he has found swarming all around
(Some 179 million so far)
Including Allen and Milton and Dwight
If you believe in more hospitals, housing
And schools new highways and civil rights
The Ash-ites will add you
To the un-American list
Along with Allen and Milton and Dwight
Social Security's a Bolshevik plot
Cooked up by some shrewd Muscovite
So go naked you must or be a security risk
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight
Beware of good pay and the minimum wage
It's part of the Socialist blight
Created by conspirators bold
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight!
Unemployment insurance is another Red trick
That slipped by in the dark of the night
So send back your checks lest
You share the fate
Of Allen and Milton and Dwight
These Jack Ashes are drawing
The lunatic fringe assembling on the right
Barry's their man he has no pinkish tan
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight
There 's a man sitting
On the Un-American Committee
He's a Jack Ash Society-ite
I wonder what day he will send a subpoena
To Allen and Milton and Dwight?
The Jack Ashes say that in World War I I
We should have joined with the Third Reich
Adolf can pass their loyalty test
But not Allen nor Milton nor Dwight
They want us to prepare for a nuclear war
Kill everything human in sight
And if you'd rather live
You're a Communist dupe
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight
So all the Jack Ashes
Should take some advice:
Wake up and start seeing the light!
Their Führer may find they are Red agents too
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight
Now some good songs, and few
Bad ones, have a moral
And here's the moral of this one:
Now a candy bar's sweet
Milk chocolate's a treat
But ponder before you bite:
The worms hiding inside
May shrivel your hide
Like Allen and Milton and Dwight