Tuesday, May 4, 2004

Random Lyrics

When der Fuehrer says, "We ist der master race"
We HEIL! HEIL! Right in der Fuehrer's face
Not to love Der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we HEIL! HEIL! Right in der Fuehrer's face
When Herr Göbbels says, "We own der world und space"
We HEIL! HEIL! Right in Herr Göbbels' face
When Herr Göring says they'll never bomb this place
We HEIL! HEIL! Right in Herr Göring's face

Are we not the supermen
Aryan pure supermen
Ja we ist der supermen
Super-duper supermen.

Ist this Nutzi land not good?
Would you leave it if you could?
Ja this Nutzi land is good!
Vee would leave it if we could

We bring the world to order
Heil Hitler's new world order
Everyone of foreign race will love der Fuehrer's face
When we bring to der world disorder

When der Fuehrer says, "We ist der master race"
We HEIL! HEIL! Right in der Fuehrer's face
When Der Fuehrer says, "We ist der master race"
We HEIL! HEIL! Right in der Fuhrer's face

-Disney, Der Fuehrer's Face




Chorus: Whatsa matta you? Hey! Gotta no respect.
Wuddya think you do? Why you looka so sad?
It'sa not so bad. It's a nice place, ah shuddupa your face!

-Joe Dolce, Shaddup Your Face




I was walkin' down the street on a sunny day,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
A feelin' in my bones says I'll have my way,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
I'm a happy boy (happy boy!), I'm a happy boy (happy boy!);
Oh, ain't it good when things are going your way? Hey hey!

My little dog Spot got hit by a car,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
Put his guts in a box, and put him in a drawer,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
I'm a happy boy (happy boy!), I'm a happy boy (happy boy!);
Oh, ain't it good when things are going your way? Hey hey!

I forgot all about for a month and a half,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
I looked in the drawer, and I started to laugh,
Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
'Cause I'm a happy boy (happy boy!), I'm a happy boy (happy boy!);
Oh, ain't it good when things are going your way? Hey hey!

-Beat Farmers, Happy Boy




--As you travel through Der Schöne Deutschland,
--A melody will greet your ears.
--It's a melody that's been around in Deutschland
--For fifteen to twenty years.

Each and ev'ry German dances to the strain
Of the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
All without exception join in the refrain
Of the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

Goering was a crazy we wanted to deport.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
We all thought that Dachau was just a nice resort.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

The German is so cultured, he does not like to fight.
The peaceful life is what he most enjoys.
For years, the German people were utterly convinced
I.G. Farben manufactured children's toys.

I never shot a Luger or goosed a single step.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

--Was you not an SS guard? --I was not an SS guard.
I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
--Did you not love Ilsa Koch? --I did not love Ilsa Koch.
I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
--Did you not despise the Jews? --I did not; some of my best friends...
I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
--Did you not think Adolf great? --I did not. Adolf who?
--Adolf who! --Ja, Adolf who?
--Fritz, you're putting me on. --Was ist bedeuten sie, "Putting me on"?
--Are you kidding me or something? --Nein, I'm not kidding you. Adolf who?
--Adolf Hitler. --Should I know him? Is he a folksinger?
--You don't remember. --Nein, I don't remember him. Who was he?
--Well,...

A little man, very mean, very loud and brash. --Mm-mm.
Not too tall, he never smiled, wore a black mustache. --Nein; I never heard...
He had a girl, Eva Braun, hair as red as flame. --Ah, ja, ja.
He papered walls for many years till his moment came. --Of course!

He's the one who clapped his hands, went into a dance. --Ja!
When the news came to him that we had conquered France. --That's him!
He once said, when our flag proudly was unfurled,
"Today, Germany, tomorrow, the world!"
...tomorrow, the world! ...tomorrow, the world! ...tomorrow, the world!
--I never heard of him. --Neither did I.

To our Israeli allies let us raise a toast.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
Sure there were some Nazis, two or three at most.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

We tried to throw out Hitler right from the very start.
That's what ev'ry hist'ry book should tell.
We hated Heinrich Himmler, Martin Bormann, too.
We believe as Sherman did that war is hell...hell...hell...hell...
...heil!...heil!...Seig heil!...Sieg heil!...Sieg heil!

Germans are as gentle as flowers in the spring.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
Germans are a people who love to dance and sing.
Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.

--Wait a minute! Wait a minute! You there, you are not singing. Did you not like to sing? Tell me, you still have a family in Germany, nicht wahr? Sing.

Sing the I Was Not a Nazi Polka.
Sieg heil!

-Chad Mitchell Trio, I Was Not A Nazi Polka




Is there a klavern in your town? (in your town?)
If not, then why not have us down? (have us down?)


You'll never recognize us, there's a smile upon our face
We're changin all our dirty sheets and a-cleanin up the place
Yep, since we got a lawyer and a public relations man,
We're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan

Yes, we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
Ever since we got that lawyer and that public relations man
' course we did shoot one reporter, but he was just obscene
And you can't call us no filthy names - What does Anglo-Saxon mean?

Allemande left, allemande right, the Ladies' Auxiliary is meetin' tonight
'Cause the Klan's collected so much cash that now, by gum, we're rich white trash!


Now, we've heard it said our leadership's not qualified to lead
Well I'm tellin you that just ain't true - Why three of them can read
Take our Grand Exalted Dragon, now some folks think he's bad,
Well, you should meet his sweet old mother, and her brother, who's his dad.

Yes, they're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
And he's gonna run for governor 'soon as he's out of the can
We're all from fine old families, the pride of all these hills
Yes, seven generations at the same illegal stills

Had a little rally the other night, Shot up town in a fury
Luke's arrested, Pa's on trial, And the rest of us are on the jury.


Now, we've heard them call us deadbeats, and we'd like to say we're not
We'll all stand on our record, and that's one thing we've all got
And we only have that arsenal so that you won't raise no fuss
And if you don't like that, then call the cops
'Cause the chances are, they're us.

Yes we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
But somehow we went from the fire to the fryin pan
We never learned to hold a job, and we never learned to write
But boy, we sure have learned to use the ropes, 'cause we use them every night.

Now, when Congress calls you, don't get stuck;
Just start confessin and pass the buck
The Kludd blames the Klaxon, the Klaxon blames the Kleagle
The Kleagle blames the Grand Imperial Eagle
The Eagle blames the Wizard, the Wizard blames the Dragon
The Dragon takes the blame, but he's just braggin


Now, we're out to show the Congress that we're oh so nice and meek
Why we never even take the Fifth, 'cause we drank that all last week
And you'll never hear us shootin or hangin people high
'Cause we're learnin to respect the law and to have an alibi

Come, come, come, come to the church in the wildwood... (in background)

And, those dirty, lyin witnesses, Lord, forgive them what they speak.
We would go to church and pray for them... 'cept we blew it up last week


Yes, we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
And we sure do thank that lawyer and that public relations man
So, we're sorry that we hung them, but they did have quite a tan
And it sure confused your friendly, liberal, misunderstood
Your friendly neighborhood Klan who says,
"What's wrong with a hood?"
Your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux--
Grab your Cadillac and head for the hills.

-Chad Mitchell Trio, Your Friendly, Liberal, Neighborhood Ku Klux Klan



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