I flew a Stuka
In the second world war
Used to drop bombs on you
Way back in 1944
Air raid sirens late at night
We're making rubble. You better hide

There's a hole where your house was
There's a hole where your house was
There's a hole where your house was

Sometimes the controls were clumsy
The engines were really loud
London below could look hazy
Explosives going all around
We're dropping death out of the sky
Hitler wants you all to die

You won't rule England anymore
You won't rule England anymore
You won't rule England anymore

It didn't go our way
The Germans lost the war again
Well if you ask, why no V2s?
Our technology was just no use
I guess I'd like to just go home
The Russians are here, we're overthrown

Just don't ask me where I am
Just don't ask me where I am