Lyrics:

Dachau blues those poor Jews
Dachau blues those poor Jews
Dachau blues, Dachau blues those poor Jews
Still cryin' 'bout the burnin' back in World War Two's
One mad man six million lose
Down in Dachau blues, down in Dachau blues
The world can't forget that misery
'N the young ones now beggin' the old ones please
T' stop bein' madmen
'Fore they have t' tell their children
'Bout the burnin's back in World War Three's

War One was balls 'n powder 'n blood 'n snow
War Two rained death 'n showers 'n skeletons
Danced 'n screamin' 'n dyin' in the ovens
Cough 'n smoke 'n dyin' by the dozens
Down in Dachau blues
Down in Dachau blues

Three little children with doves on their shoulders
Their eyes rolled back in ecstasy cryin'
Please old man stop this misery
They're countin' out the devil
With two fingers on their hands
Beggin' the Lord don't let the third one land
On World War Three
On World War Three
And it attracted a lot of rats
And, er, they closed the doors
And, er, they all got shotguns and rushed out the grass
And nothing happened
They couldn't get the rats to move, see
So they got one fellow down there, he said
He stammered, when he got excited he couldn't talk at all, see
They got him down there and
Walt said 'I'll get them out of there'
And he took a stick and beatin' on them
Tryin' to, tryin' to get them out of there
Then they started shootin' through all directions
And old Walt thought he was gonna get killed