Mexican Hitler

Ein volk, ein Reich, ein Cha Cha Cha!
Ein volk, ein Reich, ein Cha Cha Cha!
Arriba!

Here comes the German Re-unification.
Catch the plane to Buenos Aires,
And find the new generation,
On the autobahn with Speedy Gonzales.
Eating nachos in the sun,
South America here I come.

I want to be a Mexican Hitler,
Viva la fuhrer, viva la fuhrer.
With Mussolini in a white sombrero,
Viva la fuhrer, viva la fuhrer.
Here comes the new law and the new order,
Reichstag's burning south of the border.
When you're low, where can you go? Where to?
Mexico! Mexico!

We'll find a small Peruvian Village,
Just like Poland we'll burn, rape, pillage, drink Tequila,
Then siesta with Goering, Goebbels, Himmler and Kessler.
Then I'll quench my evil desire,
By setting Eva Braun and Blondie on fire

I want to be a Mexican Hitler,
Viva la fuhrer, viva la fuhrer.
While Franco dances a fascist rumba.
Viva la Franco, viva la fuhrer.
Who's that in the Volkswagon car?
It's the little old Nazi from Pasadena.
Eh Cisco! Eh Pancho! Where did they go dude?

We met a knee slapping senorita who worked for a peso on Salon Kitty.
Big girls love dick-tators but the ones that do aren't pretty.
Here comes the fourth Reich baby,
And if the propaganda works one day,
Then we'll all be goose-stepping in Cal-if-orn-ia.

I want to be a Mexican Hitler,
Viva la fuhrer, viva la fuhrer.
While Saddam Lambadas.
Viva la Saddam, viva la fuhrer.
It's a triumph of the will here come the three boys from Brazil.
Hey-ho off we go,
Where to? Stalingrad! ...Mexico! Mexico!