And if I was a little Jewish girl
I'd have no clothes on
And if I brought my little hammer
I'd smash your skull in
And as I walk her to the gas chamber
I'm out there laughing

Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie, Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie, Zombie

And if I had a little leather
I'd rub your tail off
I'm just a poor Jewish girl
I've got no clothes on
And as I walk into the room
They all stood there

Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie

And if I had a little manners
I'd beat the call-up
While the people in the chamber
They form a pyramid
And as I kiss the shiny leather
I've got no clothes on
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie

And then my head split open!

Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie, Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie

See all these little Jewish girls
They have no clothes on
And with my mind I see you
With all your clothes on
And so I spare you from your friends
Who I gave Zyklon
Just as they take a big warm breath
Some more pure Zyklon

Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie
Zyklon, Zyklon, Zyklon B Zombie (repeat)