And when the war was over
I went dancing in the streets
with the corpse of my dead brother
the Boy Scouts and the Legionnaires
singing Glory Hallelujah!
to the swank Gestapo beat
in the president's mansion
It called for a sacrifice
and my brother paid the price
was draped around the box
The coffin lid was locked
The note said Thanks a lot
I'm a corpse up to my knees
I'm feeling most diseased