歌词
Late last night, I woke up in a sweat and rubbed my tired eyes
But I couldn't prepare myself for the next surprise
Sitting in my doorway
I jumped four feet back and started
To yell as it crawled across the room
That's when I began to smell the sweet perfume
Of Hitler's mother
Some will call it nature
Others say nurture
Would you kill Hitler as a baby
Or teach him new ways to view this diverse world?
Some will call it nature
Others say nurture
Would you kill Hitler as a baby
Or teach him new ways to view this diverse world?
Everyone wants to feel comfort in many different ways
Some need a rattle, others set something ablaze
Like the whole world
Children are not the only ones who will throw a fit
Adult tantrums can turn our world to shit
Someone call a plumber
Some will call it nature
Others say nurture
Would you kill Hitler as a baby
Or teach him new ways to view this diverse world?
Some will call it nature
Others say nurture
Would you kill Hitler as a baby
Or teach him new ways to view this diverse world?