Defecate On My Face

Come home tired, what a day I've had;

News ain't good from Stalingrad -

I been busy protecting the German race,

So come on baby, defecate on my face.

Chorus:

C'mon baby, send it on down;

Bend over Braunn and give me your brown.

There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact,

So hurry up Eva and move your digestive tract.

Get to the bunker, looks like a sty;

Turn on the T.V. and it's all one Big Lie -

Here Eva, have these prunes to chew:

We have ways of making you poo.

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's on strike?

Then it's all over for my Third Reich.