Hitler and Napoleon Fought thirty years To have her hand
Bitter ends Thy will be damned Disney Magic Kingdom come
After all we've won Is this the state we are reduced to? It might make you sick at first It takes some getting used to
Her nails are polished But her hands are tied You make us thrive
Court is on The secret show The little dame
And when we bomb The foreign towns Will she smile upside down?
Walk her through an aisle soon With cigarettes and needles In the face of this devotion We are merely equals
Take her in your arm like cyanide A long black car is parked outside To take away the bride
A tisket, a tasket A green and yellow basket A tisket, a tasket A green and yellow basket
Attract it, attack it Strike first and ask it after Attract it, attack it Strike first and ask it after
In the ruins of this brave new world We have uncovered Remains the vestige of the bride Who stared aghast and wondered Who'd have thought we'd lose this easy fight? It seems she's sleeping, but her eyes are wide
