Captain Von Trapp in his Viennese Cap
Waiting to rip up the flag with the gnat
I'm going to bed his family said
To redirect the violence
He's pale with blue but what can you do
But sing do-re-mi, and mime lyric adieu
Give us receipt of the countless lives that were lost
Behave the way you were when you were young and just dreaming
I said la ti di, they're coming for me,
Their ivory pills and our daddies disease
We settle for powerful ancestors
Ignoring the oath to our sold future
Go to hell, all the crimson bastards
Take this chance with romance with blood on your hands