Låttexter: Forgotten Rebels. Tomorrow Belongs To Us. Reich 'n Roll.

Nazis, 1, 2, 3, 4

You laughed at my dreams as if they were jokes you laughed when I said that I don't smoke dope
you saw the girl with me - said she's quite the one
look at you - you fucking mothers-boy you're all alone

and you laugh though you don't think it's funny
look at me - I got your money
I've got the nerve to be myself
don't need your bloody religions or anything else

because

I wanna be a Nazi
I wanna be a Nazi
Last reich of rock & roll
I wanna be a Nazi

(hit it)

I only wrote this song just to screw up the press
you gotta be quite an idiot for believing this mess
If I were a Nazi I would have shot you dead
put a .44 bullet in your bloody bloody bloody head

and laugh though you don't think it's funny
look at me - I got your money
I've got the nerve to be myself
don't need rock & roll heroes or anything else

because

I wanna be a Nazi
I wanna be a Nazi
Last reich of rock & roll
I wanna be a Nazi

(hit it)

Laugh though you don't think it's funny
look at me - I got your money
I've got the nerve to be myself
don't need none of your loving or enything else

because

I wanna be a Nazi
I wanna be a Nazi
Last reich of rock & roll
I wanna be a Nazi (yeah)

I'd rather be a Nazi than a hippy any day