Four little angels of peace are we Loving our neighbors so peacefully There's really no harm if we do not disarm For we always in close harmony Four little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree With fall or with friend We will fight to the end Just for peace, peace, peace... Though we butchered the boss And I've own made the choice And slaughter the irish no end Though I'm injured and poor Slaying hoard upon hoard We're but playing the part of a friend Yes, our arms we ain't twist But we'll be elected for peace Except in the case of the crook We conquered both spears Now we're up to our ears Just trying to keep what we took Three little angels of peace are we Living together so blissfully Oh, we never fight unless We're on the right But we're always in the right, you see? Three little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree Until we are wrecks We'll break each other's necks Just for peace, peace, peace... In japan we've the right In a generous night But the emperor knows peace is finer It isn't our fault it's a case of absurd We're picked down and buried by china Oh, how we're deplored I glad did it for the world We're a nation of poets and thinkers Also, though we bound without pity And lay west to his city It's because all the chinese are stinkers Two little angels of peace are we Living together in amity We'll sign any pack saying we won't attack But it's just a mere formality Two little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree We try to keep calm When we gas, we bump Just for peace, peace, peace... Now I know that our war Is a thing to have horror And that peaceful fill out When we hope we have With our love from the start I atrocious did all my part To civilize nearly the hope we have Though you call me sadistic Imperialistic My armies required a quarry And though we may slave What's a splendid day today After all that we'll say that we're sorry Though I fall for the urge Of a nice bloody purge And living my way I was carrying on Though I clean up my schmutz Would I hear nazi putz It is all for the sake of the aryan My ambitions are small I want nothing at all My plans wouldn't be any littler Now that austria's nazi It will be hazy-gazy To put the whole world under hitler Four little angels of peace are we Drinking with older of saintity Though we slaughter the meek We confirm every week And we talk it over peacefully Four little angels of peace are we There is one thing on which we agree We'll shout and we'll shell We'll get each other's hell Just for peace, peace, peace...
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