You're the love of my life but it cuts like a knife and I feel that I'm being misled See I'm a little concerned for I've recently learned of the swastika tattoo on your head
And it makes you smile when you hear "Sieg 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 Nuremberg trials, and you watch them whenever they're airing I guess I should've known when you bought a new bone for your puppies named Goebbels and Goering
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 overjoyed when 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 maybe?
Your every dress is monogrammed SS, you hold an Aryan picnic and bash And it makes me irate when you say I look great when I wear a little tiny moustache,
Your social politics say that races don't mix, and you call it pure blood 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.