Tonart: Ab major
Verse 1
Hail, Leader! What?
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Have you seen the new leader?
The what? The new leader.
I wish to find him and hail him.
Hail, Leader! Si?
Who are you?
My name is Otto.
Oh, Otto.
Yes, Otto.
It's time, you know. What?
It's time that we Jews racially purified
ourselves.
He's right, you know, the new leader.
We need more living room.
We should move into the traditionally Jewish
lands of Samaria.
What about the Samaritans?
Oh, well, we can put them in little
camps.
And after Samaria,
we must move into Jordan
and create a great Jewish state
that will last a thousand years.
Yes, well, I'm not sure...
Oh, I grow so impatient,
you know, to see the leader
that has been promised
our people for centuries,
The leader who will save Israel
by ridding it of the scum of non -Jewish people,
making it pure!
No foreigners, no riff -raff, no gypsies!
Shhh! Order!
What, the leader?
Hail, leader!
No, no, it's dangerous!
Oh, danger?
This is no danger!
Men! Left, right, left!
Hail, leader!
Impressive, eh? Yes. Yes!
We are a thoroughly trained suicide squad.
Oh, yes, we can commit suicide
within 20 seconds
20 seconds.
You don't believe me.
Yes, I think you question me
No, no, no,
I can see you do not believe me.
G
I prove it to you squat
Bb
G
Commit suicide
See? Yes.
I think now you believe me, yes?
Yes. Very impressive.
I think now I prove it to you, huh?
Yes. All dead? Yes. Not one living? No.
See? They're all dead.
I kick him. He's dead.
And he's dead.
And he's dead.
C
All good, dead Jewish boys.
No fathers.
death.
And their names will be remembered
forever.
Hermann, ...Johnny, the little guy,
the other fat one.
C
Their names will be remembered eventually,
forever.
Hurry it up.
Otto, you can't leave them there.
They're all dead.
There's somebody here who's not
dead.
There's somebody here
who's only pretending
to be dead.
Stand up, you.
Who said ow?
You're not dead either.
Neither are you.
Stand up.
Stand up, all of you.
Stand up.
Oh, my heck.
Is there not even one dead?
F
No, sir.
G
Not the one.
Why not?
G
Thought it was a practice, sir.
But all the bleeding and the groaning.
Little secreted sheep's bladders, sir.
Oh, my cock.
Sheep's bladders?
You're a shower, a non -semitic,
mutinous,
racially impure,
clutty bunch of woman lovers.
Sorry sir.
Tomorrow, as a punishment,
you will all eat pork sausages.
Okay, men, forward!
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteG C Bb F
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer
Neu hinzugefügt
Kürzlich hinzugefügte Akkorde & Tabs