Jew strife - that's not what the Nazis say
"On The Path To Heaven
They're on their way"
But you know I'm gonna stop this soon
Soon as Hitler's dead, then I'll save the Jews

Of course there's wives, raising kids in there by their own
And people shot and gassed
Sitting on the throne
But I will free them, free them from the pits
Just as soon as I make some pies for the trip

I know they're starving, and thirsty, And so un-
hygienic, with 3-week-old jocks
I'll just pack our bags and polish my shoes
Where'd I put my socks?
And then I'll need to scrub all of my shirts
I'll free the Jews, but I don't want to get hurt

So I'll
I tell ya, I'll need some First Aid
Bandages, Dettol, some splints
And a butt load of adhesive tape
And if you start to think that I'm just trying to stall
I'm not, but could you pass that hand-stitched baseball?

Say that I'm chicken, I'm yellow, I'm fearful
I'm timid, I won't change my plan
And so when I win the Nobel prize, and
Popped down to Iran
Treblinka ain't real nice slaying all the Jew race
I'll free them, but first I'll get this spot on my face

All lies
Jew strife, I'll try to deny it
I'll say Hitler's just kidding about
But Heinrich - that sly git!
I heard him order men to show them the chambers
I better take a trip there and make the Jews not die
Aye, aye