A Very Polish Christmas

Sabadu

Compositor: Joakislaw Brodek

It was the night of Christmas Eve in 1942
A hero flew across the sky in a Polish-colored suit
In his reindeer powered tank he travelled far and wide
With a gift for Hitler, from the Allied side

The Führer opened up his gift, and much to his surprise
A boxing glove came flying out and punched him in the eyes

Merry Christmas to you
In nineteen forty-two
Even though the world's at war
Santa Claus is at your door
Merry Christmas to you
In the depths of World War Two
We wish you joy, we wish you grace
We wish that Hitler's punched in the face

Well Adolf he was not amused, and he let out a cry
Who ze hell has dared to punch ze Fuhrer in ze eyes?
Then from the chimney came a voice that echoed round the room
I Am Polish Santa, prepare to meet yout doom

Then Santa Claus took out his gun and let the bullets fly
Ho-ho-ho
He said, while shooting Hitler till he died

Merry Christmas to you
In nineteen forty-two
Even though the world's at war
Santa Claus is at your door
Merry Christmas to you
In the depths of World War Two
We wish you joy, we wish you grace
We wish that Hitler's punched in the face

Merry Christmas to you
In nineteen forty-two
Even though the world's at war
Santa Claus is at your door

Merry Christmas to you
In nineteen forty-two
Even though the world's at war
Santa Claus is at your door
Merry Christmas to you
In the depths of World War Two
We wish you joy, we wish you grace
We wish that Hitler's punched in the face

Merry Christmas everybody
And don't forget, keep recycling!