I'm for communism
I'm for socialism
And for capitalism
Because I am an opportunist
There are those who contest
Who rebuke and who protest
I do but one thing
I flip-flop around1
I flip-flop around
Always to the right side
I'm not afraid of profiteers
Or even of agitators
I trust the electorate
And I profit from it to make my dough2
There are those who contest
Who rebuke and who protest
I do but one thing
I flip-flop around
I flip-flop around
Always to the right side
I'm of all sides
I'm of all the parties
I'm part of all the cliques
I am the king of the converts
There are those who contest
Who rebuke and who protest
I do but one thing
I flip-flop around
I flip-flop around
Always to the right side
I cry "live the revolution"
I cry "live the institutions"
I cry "live the protests"
I cry "live collaboration"
No, I never contest
Or rebuke or protest
I know how to do but one thing
That is to flip-flop around
To flip-flop around
Always to the right side
I've flipped my flops so many times3
That they're cracking all over
At the next revolution
I'll bring out my thong4
1. lit. "I turn my vest/jacket around", meaning "I change sides", with the connotations of "flip-flopping"2. lit. "make my butter"3. this verse relies especially on the clothing pun; I hope this works in translation4. lit. "I'll turn my pants around", implication of "I'll show my ass"—thankfully, there's a word that works here!