Round and Round Hitler's Grave

歌詞

Now I wished I had a bushel Wished I had a peck Wished I had old Hitler With a rope around his neck Hey, round, round Hitler's grave Round, round we go Gonna lay that poor boy down He won't get up no more Mussolini (Hermann Goering) won't last long Tell you the reason why We're a-gonna salt his beef And hang it up to dry The German army general staff I guess they missed connection Went a hundred miles a day But in the wrong direction I'm a-goin' to Berlin To Mister Hitler's town I'm gonna take my forty-four And blow his playhouse down How Hitler went to Russia In search of Russian oil But the only oil he'll find there Is a pot in which he'll boil (Hitler said to Goering Here's what he did say I can't understand this Russian snow It's getting too hot for me) Now Mister Hitler's traveling mighty fast But he's on a one-way (single) track Started down that Moscow road But now he's coming back