[Lyrics by Karl Layton, all rights reserved, the Scifi author as known on amazon.de] [verse] Do you want to come? I'm going to a German restaurant? I asked. No thanks, she said, I don't like that Nazi food. They don't have Nazi food I told her. Just Kebab. Kebab? She asked. Ke Ke Ke Kebab Kebab bab bab I said. And the rain was drumming on the windowsill [chorus] Ke Ke Ke bab Bab Bab sings Koelsch, Bab bab bab Kebab Kebab Kebab Sisch Kebab burns your flap [scat] [instrument solo] [verse] Ke Ke Ke Ke Kebab bab bab, she asked. No Himmler Himmler Himmler stew? No Goeb Goeb Goeb Goebbels Goebbels sausage? No hot brown sauce with it, no Eichmann Brotzeit? No Eich Eich Eichmann Soup with whatever in it? [scat] [verse] Himmler, Himmler, Himmler, that fucking Pimmler Goebbels, Goebbels, Goebbels, that Klumpfuss in Aspik Nothing of that sort, I said [instrument solo] [verse] Sure she said, I come for a sausage. Or do they have Burgers, she asked. No I said, the Burger makers were all arrested In Late 39, Right into the Arbeitslager. [verse] So she came and we ate a steak. Nothing special. They had a Turkish Kebab however [verse] Ke Ke Ke bab Bab Bab sings Koelsch, Bab bab bab Kebab Kebab Kebab Sisch Kebab burns your flap The sky tumbling down when the Kebab comes Oooooh when the Kebab.... comes Over Jordan babe. [chorus] Ke Ke Ke bab Bab Bab sings Koelsch, Bab bab bab Kebab Kebab Kebab Sisch Kebab burns your flap [speaker] Next let's go to Mecky's Burger again, she said. I shrugged. He has cool French Fries. Freedom Fries, she said. While the rain was dripping on the windowsill. What else can it do?
