(Sung to the tune of "Alternate Title" aka "Randy Scouse Git" by the Monkees)
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He's a wonderful Colonel and he's ours all ours
And there isn't a better way for us to wile away the hours.
But being in a prison camp is anything but fun,
So we blow a couple of bridges and the Krauts are on the run...
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The four men who follow Hogan are now underneath the floor,
There are Krauts out near the tunnel, and old Schultz is at the door.
He reminds them of a teddy, with lots of stuffing there,
There are snowflakes on his rifle, and smells of strudel in the air.
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Why must you be like Klink?
Why don't you stop and think?
Why don't you realize your acts could take you to the brink?
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Now they've darkened all their faces and the moon is on the rise
They've been waiting for an hour, they can't find a place to hide.
The Kraut known as Burkhalter is speaking, they believe,
It's not easy trying to stay put when they know they have to leave...
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They'll get those flyers free!
The Krauts will never see!
They'll do the things that they do best 'cuz heroes they all be!
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(Scat singing in the Rec Hall)
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They'll get those flyers free!
The Krauts will never see!
They'll do the things that they do best 'cuz heroes they all be!
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(He's a wonderful Colonel and he's ours all ours
And there isn't a better way for us to wile away the hours.
But being in a prison camp is anything but fun,
So we blow a couple of bridges and the Krauts are on the run!)
