Spike Jones (1911-1965) og hans orkester er særlig kjent for sin respektløse fleip med kjente musikkstykker, klassiske som populære.

Her fleipes det med en viss Adolf Hitler og hans ideologiske krumspring-

Tekst og musikk av Oliver George Wallace (1887–1963).

When Der Fuehrer says, “We ist der master race”
We Heil! Heil! Right in Der Fuehrer’s face
Not to love Der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we Heil! Heil! Right in Der Fuehrer’s face

When Herr Goebbels says, “We own der world und space”
We Heil! Heil! Right in Herr Goebbels’ face
When Herr Goring says they’ll never bomb this place
We Heil! Heil! Right in Herr Goring’s face

Ist we not the supermen
Aryan pure supermen
Ja we ist der supermen
Super-duper supermen
Ist this Nutzi land so good?
Would you leave it if you could?
Ja this Nutzi land is good!
Vee would leave it if we could

We bring the world to order
Heil Hitler’s world New Order
Everyone of foreign race will love Der Fuehrer’s face
When we bring to der world disorder.

When Der Fuehrer says, “We ist der master race”
We Heil! Heil! Right in Der Fuehrer’s face.
Not to love Der Fuehrer is a great disgrace
So we Heil! Heil! Right in Der Fuehrer’s face

When Der Fuehrer says, “We never will be slaves!”
We Heil! Heil! but still we work like slaves!
While der Fuehrer brags, and lies and rants and raves,
We Heil! Heil! And work into our graves!

When der Fuehrer yells, “I gotta have more shells!”
We Heil! Heil! for him we make more shells!
If one little shell should blow him right to (A bong sound to censor the word “Hell”)
We’d Heil! Heil! and wouldn’t that be swell?!