Bo Burnham - Little adolf

^FWe did it honey it's a ^Fbaby ^Gboy ^FWe'll love him and raise him, till he ^Ffinally ^Gleaves us ^FWhat should we name ^Fhim? ^GHow about ^FAdolf ^FLittle Ad^Fol^Gf.

^FHe's growing up, like l^Fittle boys ^Gdo ^FHe's grown a mustache and he's ^Fonly ^Gtwo ^FHe's a pyrotechnic and he ^Floves to play with ^Gknives ^FAnd our little buddy gives the ^Fweirdest high ^Gfives

^FLittle A^Fdo^Glf Little Adolf Little Adolf Little Adolf

Dictator to^Ft ^{F G F}He gets a little bit angry, but ^Fhe's smart as ^Ghell ^FAnd who taught him how to speak ^FGerman so ^Gwell? ^FHe doesn't like milk ^Gsoda hurts his ^Ghead ^FI tried to give him juice, ^Fthis is what he ^Gsaid:

^N.C."I hate juice, OK?" "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 seperate them." "Seperate juice? Hitler what you want me to do?, Seperate them by flavor?, By like concentration?" "Concentration ehh?" ^FLittle ^FAdo^Glf He's a dictator tot.