Hi there people you know me
I used to run a little joint called Germany.
I was number one, the people's choice
And everybody listened to my mighty voice.

My name is Adolf, I'm on the mike.
I'm gonna hip you to the story of the New Third Reich.
It all began down in Munich town and pretty soon
The word started gettin' around.

So I said to Martin Boorman, I said Hey Marty,
why don't we throw a little nazi party?
We had an election - well, kinda sorta
And before you knew it: hello, new order!

To all those mothers in the fatherland I said
Achtung, Baby, I got me a plan
'Whatcha got Adolf? Whatcha gonna do?"
I said "how about this one: World War Two!!!"

To be or not to be, oh baby can't you see
We're gonna take it to the top.
You're making history, And it feels so good to me
ooh darlin' please don't ever stop.

Don't be stupid; be a smarty
come on and join the nazi party - party.
Like humpty dumpty offa that wall
All the little countries they began to fall

Holland - Belgium - Denmark - Poland -
The troops were rockin' and the tanks were rollin'
We were swingin' along with a song in our hearts.
And "Deutschland über alles" was making the charts

We had a new step called a goosestep we were dancing to.
Well, it's sorta kinda like a German boogaloo
I was gettin' what I wanted, but it wasn't enough.
So I called the boys, I said boys get though

Now I surrounded myself with some unusual cats.
There was skinny little Göbbels and Göring mister fats
And let's not forget ole Himmler and Hess.
You'd better believe we made a hell of a mess
Say Heil - Heil - siegety Heil
we gonna whip it on the people teutonic style

To be or not to be, oh baby can't you see
We're gonna take it to the top.
You are our destiny, This thing was meant to be
why don't we do it till we drop?

Say you boots ain't black and shirt aint brown?
Well get back Jack, you can't get down.

Do it, Adolf, do it.

I drank wine from the Rhine with the finest ladies
And we did it in the back of my black Mercedes.
I was on a roll, I couldn't lose
then came D-day, the birth of the blues.

The Yanks and the Brits started raising cain
Those guys were the pits, I was goin' insane.
People all around me started swallowing pills
Let's face it folks, we was going downhill.

Berlin was crumbling, we was under the gun
Time to look out for number one.
So I grabbed a blonde and a case of beer
Say the Russians are commin', lets get out of here.

To be or not to be, oh baby can't you see
We had to take it to the top.
You sure made history, and it felt so good to me
oh schatze, please don't ever stop.

Auf wiedersehn, good to've seen ya
I got a one way ticket to Argentina.


To be or not to be, oh baby can't you see
We've got to take it to the top.
You're makin' history, and it feels so good to me
Why don't we do it till we drop?

We have ways of making you dance . . .
- Sprechen Sie Argentinian ?