One, two, three, four

You kill all the [bad word] and you gas all the jews
Kill a gypsie
and [bad word] too

You just killed a [bad word] Don't it feel right?
Goodness gracious,
Third Reich!

You wake up in the morning
You climb up to the tower
You say to yourself
it's [bad word] killing hour

Some say it's wrong
You know it's right
Goodness gracious,
Third Reich!

When we reach our final hours
We take them to the showers
You gas them real good
'Cause you're full of white power

You say that you hate
But you know what you like
Goodness gracious,
Third Reich!