In (the city of) Hanover by the (river) Leine
Neue/New Street number eight
The massmurderer Haarmann
Killed many people
Just wait wait a little while
Then Haarmann will also come for you
With his little hatchet
And make mincemeat out of you
From the head he makes headcheese/brawn
From the belly/stomach he makes bacon
From the butt he makes hams
And the rest he throws away
Just wait wait a little while
Then Haarmann will also come for you
With his little hatchet
He makes mincemeat out of you
And you
And you
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