Lyrics:

Songwriters: Oliver Wallace
When der Fuehrer says we is de master race
We heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face
Not to love der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face

When Herr Goebbels says we own the world and space
We heil, heil ight in Herr Goebbels' face
When Herr Goring says, they'll never bomb this place
We heil, heil right in Herr Goring's face

Are we not the Supermen?
Aryan pure Supermen?
Ja, we are the Supermen
(Super duper Supermen)

Is this Nutsy land so good?
Would you leave it if you could?
Ja, this Nutsy land is good
We would leave it if we could

We bring the world to order
Heil Hitler's world to order
Everyone of foreign race will love der Fuehrer's face
When we bring to the world disorder

When der Fuehrer says we is de master race
We heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face
Not to love der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face

When der Fuehrer says we is de master race
We heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face
Not to love der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we heil, heil right in der Fuehrer's face