Belsen was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held dear Oh dear
Oh dear
Sergeant majors on the march Wash the bodies in the starch See them all die one by one Guess it's dead guess it's glad So bad
Oh dear
Belsen was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held dear Oh dear
Be a man be a man la la la la la la la Be a man kill someone Be a man kill someone kill yourself kill yourself