[Little Adolf] Songtext
von Bo Burnham

Here he is our little bundle of joy
We did it honey its a baby boy
We′ll love him and raise him
Til he finally leaves us
What should we name him
How about adolf
Little adolf
He's growin′ up
Like little boys do
He's grown a mustache
And he's only two
He′s pyrotechnic
And he loves to play with knives
And our little buddy
Gives the weirdest
Highfives
Little adolf
Little adolf
Little adolf
Little adolf


He′s a dictator tot
Dictator tot
He gets a little angry
But he's smart as hell
And who taught him to speak german so well
He doesn′t like milk
Soda hurts his head
I tried to give him juice
This is what he said
"I hate juice"
Okay.hitler please just drink your juice im tired i want to goto bed
"You know what, get the juice out of here
Out of this house, out of this country, now"
Hitler, what do you want me to do
"Put the juice in camps and separate them"
Separate juice, hitler, what do you want me to do like
Sperate them by flavor by like concentration
"Concentration..."
Little adolf
He's a dick tator tot