Hitler's Brothers - Paula Cole

Little boy, tries to hide

From the fire in his backyard

Burning cross, white cloth

It’s the second time this year

Hitler’s brothers are still alive

They’re wearing everyday disguises

A woman runs, for asylum

She’s the only one of her kind in this neighborhood

She knows who they were

They don’t believe a word

The cops just turn their heads to protect their friends

Hitler’s brothers are still alive

Their army seems to grow in size

Hitler’s brothers are on the rise

They’re wearing everyday disguises

…In camouflage or business suits

Another man, bound and gagged

Tied upon the railroad tracks

At nine p.m.

the B&M (Boston & Maine)

Rolled across his yellow skin

Hitler’s brothers are still alive

Their army seems to grow in size

Hitler’s brothers are on the rise

They’re wearing everyday disguises

In camouflage or business suits

Checkered aprons, combat boots

Time to let those feelings go

Hatred only kills your souls