Artist: Bo Burnham Album: Bo Burnham Little Adolf Verse 1:

^GHere he ^Cis, our little ^Embundle of ^Djoy, We ^Gdid it ^Choney, it's a ^Embaby ^Dboy. We'll ^Glove him and ^Craise him, 'til he ^Emfinally ^Dleaves us, ^GWhat should we ^Cname hi^Emm? ^DHow about ^GAdolf? ^C ^Em ^D Little ^GAdolf^C. ^Em ^D

Verse 2:

He's ^Ggrowing ^Cup, like ^Emlittle boys ^Ddo, He's ^Ggrown a ^Cmustache and he's ^Emonly ^Dtwo. He's a ^Gpyro^Ctechnic and he ^Emloves to play with ^Dknives, And our ^Glittle ^Cbuddy gives the ^Emweirdest high ^Dfives.

Chorus 1:

Little^G A^Cdo^Emlf,^D Little^G A^Cdo^Emlf,^D Little^G A^Cdo^Emlf,^D Little^G A^Cdo^Emlf,^D He's a dictator ^Gtot,^C ^Em ^D Dictator-^Gtot.^C ^Em ^D

Verse 3:

He gets a ^Glittle bit ^Cangry, but he's^Em smart as ^Dhell, And ^Gwho taught him ^Chow to speak ^EmGerman so ^Dwell? He ^Gdoesn't like ^Cmilk, ^Emsoda hurts his ^Dhead, I ^Gtried to give him ^Cjuice, ^Emthis is what he ^Dsaid:

(Stop playing) "I hate juice, okay?" "Ok, Hitler, please, drink your juice. I'm tired, I want to go to bed." "Just, you know what? Get the juice out of here, out of this house, out of this country, now." "Hitler, get the j... what do you want me to do with...?" "Put the juice in camps and separate them." "Separate juice? Hitler, what you want me to do, separate them by flavor? By like, concentration?" "Concentration... eh?" Chorus 2:

Little^G A^Cdo^Emlf,^D he's a dictator-^Gtot.

Bo Burnham - Little adolf