I would like the words to this Spike Jones Classic.

I can reembe some of the words, but not all of them. Here's what I remember. By the way, the last time I heard this was 1947.

WHWN THE FEURER SAYS, "WE IS DER MASTER RACE"
WE GO, "HEIL, HEIL," RIGHT IN DER FUERER'S FACE.

WHEN HER GOERING SAYS, " THEY'LL NEVER BOMB THIS PLACE"
WE GO, "HEIL, HEIL," RIGHT IN HER GOERING'S FACE.

WE BRING TO THE WORLD A NEW ORDER
AND WE'LL BRING THEM ALL DIS ORDER.

That's all I can remember.

thanks,

Jody Gibson.