Listening as best I could, the other day, to the tape of MacColl & Seeger at the Buffaloes, it occurred to me to pursue the ...China Rag again. It appeared in a periodical called New City Songster, which has become rare, but damned if Harvard doesn't have it! on microfiche! A nice librarian scanned it onto my thumb drive. Here it is:

The Freedom Loving Peoples of the West Will Not Be Overtaken by the Revolutionary Hordes of the People's Republic of China Rag

by Sandra Kerr and Ewan MacColl (1968)

Come all you loyal Britons who complain about your lot.
Count your many blessings and you'll see what you have got.
Compare your life with others' -- go down upon your knees:
Thank God you were not born an underprivileged Chinese.

CHORUS:
China, me old China, your kids have gone astray.
Send them over here to us and we'll show them the way:
We'll help 'em to get with it, we'll stop 'em being square,
With L.S.D. that's almost free we'll banish every care.

It's great to know you're British, to know that you are free,
To know that uncle Harold's looking after you and me.
Just consider China -- she's really had it now.
Who'd exchange our Harold for the thoughts of Chairman Mao?

Thank God for our newspapers! We have a press that's free.
Thank God for King and Thompson and for Auntie B.B.C.!
Thank God we've got Prince Philip to give us good advice,
To tell us to work harder for our little bowl of rice!

They have no Heath, no Callaghan, no other clever bods,
No psychedelic happenings -- poor Oriental sods!
No pot, Green Stamps or bingo, no Batman in Chinese,
And unlike good old Britain, they have got no wages freeze.

We're proud of our traditions, our British way of life,
And flower power and Woman's Hour will shield us from the strife.
The Chinese they have Mao Tse-Tung, the Vietnamese have Ho,
But we've got Coronation Street and Daz and Fairy Snow.

They can have their revolution, and yet the time will come
When, led by Tricky Dick and Harold, we shall overcome.
Though prices rise and wages fall, we'll lead a better life,
And thanks to Barbara Castle, peace will reign in place of strife.

Tune (verses & chorus) in solfa (scale is drmfsltDR; dot means continuation):
s.m.s.s.m.rd..D.D.D..DR.D.l.....
D.D.D.t.l.s.s.m.m.r.r.m.r.......
s.s.s.l.s.m.d...D.D..DR.D.l.....
D.D.D.R.t.l.s.m.d.r.d.d.t.d.....

I have corrected a couple of typos and regularized the eccentric capitalization & punctuation.

The spoof of Chinese-style naming reminded me that the commune I belonged to in the 1970s bought an impressive flatbed truck & named it "The West Shines Yellow Higher Industrial and Agricultural Truck" -- for short, "Higher Industrial" or, to be naughty, "Higher Yellow".