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Verse 1
Hitler in chief
Coherently
He just can't seem
To ever speak

As he keeps
Falling asleep
In meetings
On camera
For us all to see
Almost fucking daily
On the nightly news
Country so screwed
MAGA waking up
Now looking for sympathy
And not finding any
From a fed up country
Rightly blaming them
For everything
As we are all just watching
Praying and waiting
For the day we can finally
Have back our once beautiful country

Chorus

Every day
The same fucking thing
Never better
Always worse

Madness for which
We have no words
So much pain

Our world it hurts
When will this all be over

And we can finally be rid
Of our Hitler curse

Verse 2
The tyrant's mask

It's cracking

As his mind
More and more
By the day

He's losing

Still just posing

As someone

Who knows what he is doing

How many times
Can he win a war
We should not

Even be fighting

While at the same time

Forever losing

A puppet on a string

For both of the
Other two of the

Hitler's three
Anything to distract

From the files

While making nothing

Worth our while

Chorus