It's not generally appreciated that Karl Marx actually was a Gnome. Here is a relatively little known version of The Iternationale:

Arise you Gnomes there in your gardens,
Awake you prisoners of stone,
For freedom in revolt now thunders,
one for all now and all for one.
Too long we've stood in stony patience,
too long we've heard those jokes and the sneers,
Here's an end to all humiliations,
for now the time for Gnome Rule is here.

So Gnomes all together,
with our comrades we will stand,
it's Gnome Sweet Gnome for ever
Gnome Sweet Gnome throughout this land.