| Don’t let’s be beastly to the Germans
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| Now our victory is ultimately won
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| Let us treat them very kindly
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| As we would a valued friend
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| We might them out some bishops
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| As a form of lease and lend
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| Let’s be sweet to them
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| And day by day repeat to them
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| That sterilization simply isn’t done
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| Let’s sweetly sympathize again
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| And help the scum to rise again
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| But don’t let’s be beastly to the Hun
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| We must be kind
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| And with an open mind
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| We must endeavor to find a way
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| To let the Germans know
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| That now the war is over
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| They are not the ones who have to pay
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| We must be sweet
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| And tactful and discreet
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| And now they’ve suffered defeat
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| We mustn’t let them feel upset or ever get the feeling
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| That we’re cross with them or hate them
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| Our future policy must be to reinstate them
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| Don’t let’s be beastly to the Germans
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| For they’re civilized
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| When all is said and done
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| Though they gave us science, culture, art, and music, to excess
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| They also gave us two world wars and Dr. Rudolph Hess
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| Let’s be meek to them
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| And turn the other cheek to them
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| And try to arouse their latent sense of fun
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| Let’s give them full air parity
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| And treat the rats with charity
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| But don’t let’s be beastly to the Hun
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| Don’t let’s be beastly to the Germans
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| You can’t deprive a gangster of his gun
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| Though they’ve been a little naughty
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| To the Czechs and Poles and Dutch
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| I can’t believe those countries
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| Really minded very much
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| Let’s be free with them
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| And share the BBC with them
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| We mustn’t prevent them basking in the sun
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| Let’s soften their defeat again
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| And build their bloody fleet again
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| But don’t let’s be beastly to the Hun |