Where are you Eva
I can Heil to the sky
we are the Germans
Your itch is too dry
We float like a Canadian
up a drink of Listerine
you're advertising Pepsi
I love me some Pepsi

Cos i am Hitler
I invade Poland
what the Achtung am i doing here
I don't like it here

I don't like Nicki Minaj
She can go piss off
Back to the bunker
where i died of 'Super Bass'
playing in my ear
over and over again, again, again
like an Vimto earworm
i'm pretty much done here
i'm pretty much done here

Cos i am Hitler
I invade Poland
what the Argos am i doing here
I don't like it here

Hitler, Hitler, Hitler
Eva, come down from where you are
Eva, you're allowed to bite
to bite, to bite, to bite, to bite, to bite
bii-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ite, bii-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ite, bi-i-i-i-i-i-i-ite
Bi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ite

I don't also like One Direction
apart from Zayn Malik
he's from the city of Bradford
but not Poland
you're invaded Tesco's
and their beautiful OK Magazine

But am i Hitler
I don't love me anymore
you are the smallest
you are the tallet

I don't belong there