作曲 : Lynch
You're the love of my life, but it cuts like a knifeand 
I feel that 
I'm being misled.
See I'm a little concerned, for 
I've recently learnedof the swastika tattoo on your head.
And it makes you smile when you hear "Zieg-Heil",you love the smell of a burning cross in the yard.
You do goose step salutes in your 
Doc Martin boots,and you quoted "Mein Kampf" in our 5th anniversary card.
I think you're a nazi baby,are you a nazi?
You might be a nazi baby...
You keep extensive files on the 
Nüremberg trials,and you watch them whenever they're airing.
I guess I should've known when you bought a new bonefor your puppies named 
Göbbles and 
Göring.You showed up late to our very first date,
I said "How are you?" you said "White Power!"
Call me paranoid but 
I'm not overjoyedwhen you ask me if 
I want to shower...
I think you're a nazi, don't be lying, baby.
Are you a nazi; are you anti-
Zion, baby?
Your every dress is monagram 
SS, you hold an 
Aryan picnic and bash.
And it makes me irate when you say 
I look greatwhen 
I wear a litle tiny moustache.
Your social politics say that races dont mix,and you call it "Pureblood Pollution".
And whenever 
I'm sad, you say "It's not so bad,for every problem there's a Final Solution"...
I think you're a nazi, give me an answer, baby.
Are you a nazi; you drive a fucking panzer baby.
You say that love is blind, so how could 
I have guessed?
But then again, 
I met you at the 
Wagner Fest..
I know you're a nazi, and that's why 
I'm leavin'.
I know you're a nazi, sure as my name is 
Stephen.Lynch-
Berg-Stein.