Mel Brooks - To Be or Not to Be (The Hitler Rap) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Heil! Siegety Heil!
Heil! Siegety Heil!
Heil!) Heil myself! (Siegety Heil!
Heil! Siegety Heil!)

Well, hi there people, you know me
I used to run a little joint called Germany
I was number one, the people's choice
And everybody listened to my mighty voice
My name is Adolf, I'm on the mic
I'm gonna hit you with the story of the New Third Reich:
Well, it all began down in Munich town
And pretty soon the word started getting around
So I said to Martin Bormann, I said "Hey Marty
Why don't we throw a little Nazi party?"
So we had an election, well, kinda sorta
And before you knew it, hello new order!
To all the little mothers in the Fatherland
I said "Achtung baby! I got me a plan."
They said "What you got, Adolf? What you gonna do?"
I said "How about this one? World War Two."

To be or not to be
Oh baby, can't you see
We're gonna take it to the top
You're making history
And it feels so good to me
Ooh darling, please don't ever stop

Don't be stupid, be a smarty
Come on and join the Nazi party!
(Come on today!)

Like Humpty Dumpty over that wall
All the little countries they began to fall:
Holland, Belgium, Denmark, Poland
The troops were rockin' and the tanks were rollin'
We were swinging along with a song in our hearts
And Deutschland über Alles was making the charts:
We had a new step called the goosestep we were marching to
Well, it's sorta kinda like a German boogaloo;
I was getting what I wanted but it wasn't enough
So I called the boys, I said "Boys, get tough!"
And I surrounded myself with some unusual cats:
There was skinny little Goebbels, and Göring, Mr. Fats
Let's not forget old Himmler and Hess
You'd better believe we made a hell of a mess
Saying "Heil! Heil! Siegety Heil!
We're gonna rip it on the people Teutonic-style!"

To be or not to be
Oh baby, can't you see
We're gonna make it to the top
You are our destiny
This thing was meant to be
Why don't we do it till we drop?

Say, your boots ain't black and your shirt ain't brown
Get back, Jack, you can't get down!

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Ba ba-da-ba ba

(Do it Adolf, do it.)

I drank wine from the Rhine with the finest ladies
And we did it in the back of a black Mercedes
I was on a roll, I couldn't lose
Then came D-day, depression and blues
The Yanks and the Brits started raising Cain
Those guys were the pits, throwing me insane;
People all around me started swallowing pills
Let's face it folks, we was going downhill
Berlin was crumbling, we was under the gun
Time to look out for number one
So I grabbed a blonde and a case of beer
Said "The Russians are coming, let's get outa here!"

To be or not to be
Oh honey, can't you see
We had to take it to the top
You sure made history
And it felt so good to me
Ooh scheiáŸe, please don't ever stop

Auf Wiedersehen, good to see ya
Got a one-way ticket to Argentina!