Sleep, baby, sleep, in peace may you slumber
No danger lurks, your sleep to encumber
We've got the missiles, peace to determine
And one of the fingers on the button will be German

Why shouldn't they have nuclear warheads?
England says no, but they all are soreheads
I say a bygone should be a bygone
Let's make peace the way we did in Stanleyville and Saigon

Once all the Germans were warlike and mean
But that couldn't happen again
We taught them a lesson in 1918
And they've hardly bothered us since then

So sleep well, my darling, the sandman can linger
We know our buddies won't give us the finger
Heil--hail--the Wehrmacht, I mean the Bundeswehr
Hail to our loyal ally!
M-L-F
Will scare Brezhnev
I hope he is half as scared as I