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Come home tired What a day I've had News ain't good From Stalingrad I've been busy Protecting the German race So, come on, baby Defecate on my face
So, come on, baby, send it on down Bend over, Braun, and gimme your brown There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact So hurry up, Eva, and move your digestive tract
Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face
Get to the bunker Looks like a stye Turn on the TV It's all one big lie Here, Eva Have these prunes to chew We have ways Of making you poo
So, come on, baby, send it on down Bend over, Braun, and gimme your brown There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact So hurry up, Eva, and move your digestive tract
Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face
Yesterday, my troubles seemed so far away Yesterday, my troubles seemed so far away Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, yesterday Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
Here come the Russians It's near the end Proud to say that my girl Never used an S-bend What's that, Eva? Your bowel is on strike? Then it's all over For my Third Reich
So, come on, baby, send it on down Bend over, Braun, and gimme your brown There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact So hurry up, Eva, and move your digestive tract
Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face Defecate on my face
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