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Mr. Hitler, Mr. Hitler
Tell me what are you going to do
Declared war on Uncle Sammy
Bit off more than you can chew

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
We're gonna lay you fascists down

Once I seen them fascists
In a little Belgian town
There was trouble, there was sorrow
And the bombs were raining down

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in thΠ΅ meadow
We're gonna lay you fascists down

Mr. HitlΠ΅r talked to GΓΆring
And here's what he did say
"I can't figure out these goddamn snows
They're too damn hot for me"

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Gonna lay you fascists down

-Dropkick Murphys (Ft. Woody Guthrie)-
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