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Mr. Hitler, Mr. Hitler Tell me what are you going to do Declared war on Uncle Sammy Bit off more than you can chew Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow We're gonna lay you fascists down Once I seen them fascists In a little Belgian town There was trouble, there was sorrow And the bombs were raining down Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow We're gonna lay you fascists down Mr. Hitler talked to Göring And here's what he did say I can't figure out these goddamn snows They're too damn hot for me Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Gonna lay you fascists down
Writer(s): Timothy Brennan, Jeff Darosa, James Lynch, Kenneth Casey, Mathew Kelly, Woody Guthrie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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