Harry Pollitt was a member of the British Communist Party, which oddly enough, supports the Monarchy. As I understand it, Harry did not approve of this support and raised quite a row. So, they kicked him out of the party and wrote a song about him, as if he were dead. Each verse of this has the same little tag on it, as I'll put in the first verse. The last bar of each verse repeated twice followed by the entire second line.

HARRY POLLITT (by ?)
I
Harry Pollitt was a worker. he was one of Lenin's Lads.
He was cruelly murdered by those counter-revolutionary cads.
Counter-revolutionary cads, counter-revolutionary cads,
He was cruelly murdered by those counter-revolutionary cads.

II
He ambled up to Heaven and got there with all ease,
Saying, "May I speak with Comrade God? I'm Harry Pollitt, please."

II
"Who are you?" said Saint Peter. "Are you humble and contrite?"
"I'm a friend of Lady Astor's." "Well, O.K., that's quite all right."

III
They put him in the choir, but the hymns he didn't like,
So he organized the angels and he led them out on strike.

IV
One day the Lord was strolling around Heaven to meditate,
When who did He see but Harry, chalking slogans on the gate?

V
Well, they hauled him up for trial before the Holy Ghost,
For spreading disaffection among the Heavenly Host.

VI
The verdict it was "Guilty" and Harry said, "Ah, well,"
Then he tucked his nightie around his legs and he ambled down to Hell.

VII
Now, seven long years have passed and old Harry's doin' swell.
He's just been made "first people's commissar of Soviet Hell."

VIII
There's a moral to this story. 'Tis easy for to tell:
If you want to be a Bolshevik, you'll have to go to Hell.
You'll have to go to Hell, you'll have to go to Hell,
If you want to be a Bolshevik, you'll have to go to Hell.