You said: “I’ve met the perfect man
Despite the fact that I can’t stand him
You see, he’s from a superior gene pool”
Baby it’s all in your mind, all this talk of blood
What did you hope to achieve with your Aryan brood?
Maybe your Grandma was wrong, or not so good
“He’s like me in so many ways
He’s beautiful, and prone to rages
He’ll give me what I want in time:
A child”
Baby it’s all in your mind, all this talk of blood
What did you hope to achieve with your Aryan brood?
Maybe your Grandma was wrong, or not so good
“Give me a child
Not any child
Right blooded child
Give me that child”