On the Day the Nazi Died

We're told that after the war

The Nazis vanished without a trace

But battalions of fascists

Still dream of a master race

The history books they tell

Of their defeat in '45

But they all came out of the woodwork

On the day the Nazi died

They say the prisoner at Spandau

Was a symbol of defeat

Whilst Hess remained imprisoned

And the fascists; they were beat

So the promise of an Aryan world

Would never materialize

So why did they all come out of the woodwork

On the day the Nazi died

The world is riddled with maggots

The maggots are getting fat

They're making a tasty meal of all

The bosses and bureaucrats

They're taking over the boardrooms

And they're fat and full of pride

And they all came out of the woodwork

On the day the Nazi died

So if you meet with these historians

I'll tell you what to say

Tell them that the Nazis

Never really went away

They're out there burning houses down

And peddling racist lies

And we'll never rest again...

Until every Nazi dies...