Song: Not Heinrich Himmler

He’s not Heinrich Himmler.
He’s just someone similar.
And we’re all his damned familiars,
Dancin’ to his tune.

He’s not Adolf Hitler.
No joker, juggler, riddler.
His clownish antics nimbler,
Than the average joe buffoon.

He’s just a politician,
Who is long on erudition.
Who never gives an answer,
He can’t spin in repitition.
He’s just a politician,
Tall of tale and magic wishin’,
Who makes himself a Caesar,
In triumphant exhibition.

He’s not Herman Goering,
Who claims the right, unerring,
That all vibrant life occurring,
Be made subject to his will.

He’s not Herman Goering.
Not a fat cat, primly purring,
His facile charm demurring,
To the savage urge to kill.

He’s just a politician,
Moved by rude ambition.
Who sees it as his mission,
To so cement his power.
He’s just a politician,
With an opportunist’s vision,
Formenting crude division,
That he might seize the hour.

He’s just a politician,
With his cronies in submission,
Appointed by their royal oath,
As toadies By Permission.
He’s just a politician,
Who feels himself patrician,
Annointed by his blinding faith,
Of ego in remission.

He’s not Joseph Goebbels,
Or an Eichmann picking blue-bells,
Who swears on stacks of bibles,
There is no evil plan.

He’s not Joseph Goebbels,
But a lame duck full of warbles,
Who craves the noble baubles,
Of the duly honoured man.

He’s just a politician,
Who thrives on expedition,
And drives the body-politic,
To funk and prohibition.
He’s just a politician,
Who denies all opposition.
A weeping, bleeding ulcer,
Or a clot by definition.

He’s not Adolf Hitler.
Just a wiseguy, cornball chiseller;
In evil stature, littler,
Than your average fascist hoon!

He’s not Adolf Hitler.
Not a Nero, or his fiddler.
Not complex, nor much simpler,
Than your average fascist goon!

He’s just a politician,
With the cred of recognition.
A mean and petty demagogue;
A dog of low position.
He’s just a politician,
Without a shred of real contrition.
A figure-head edition,
Of intrigue and dark suspicion.

He’s not Heinrich Himmler.
That black prince or his chimera;
The lethal chic ephemera,
The iconic hate cartoon.

He’s not Heinrich Himmler.
Neither skull or bone or tibia;
The template or the templar,
For your average fascist loon!