Nazisterna fran Mekka

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this is the legendary story of three men from nowhere. the story of Nazisterna från Mekka. some call it a myth.
in any case, it's the most deep, moving, important and undisputedly best piece of art ever written. suck it, mozart.

seeing as this is a song of such great importance, i've translated the lyrics from my glorious native language, into lowly english, for your convenience.


It was a starry night, sometime in April
We killed time with solitaire
That was when we saw them, in the light of the moon
Three men on their way to nowhere

They sat down by our campfire
And told us about the road that had brought them there
They spoke of boundless idealism
And about a mustache adorned antisemite

Three men with Aryan genes
But they differed from the others of their kind

They called themselves the Nazis from Mecca
They were men from nowhere
Who wandered aimlessly
They were men without homes
Without any purpose
They were the Nazis who did not exist

They spoke of their long journey
Enchanting, but word for word
Incredible tales that could barely be believed
But we knew that every word was true

Hours went by, but we remained seated
We and three men from another world
They wander aimlessly
On their lonely pilgrimage

Can we believe what they said?
Could it be true?
Who were they really?

They called themselves the Nazis from Mecca
They were men from nowhere
Who wandered aimlessly
They spoke all languages of the world
But had no native language
They were the Nazis who did not exist

*harmonica solo*
*SCAT SOLO, part deux!!*

They told us about all they've seen in our world
About the Great Wall of China, about Notre Dame in Paris
About the Orient Express and about El Dorado
About the pyramids of Egypt and about tax havens

About how to act in an emergency
About infrastructure and residential construction
About radioactive waste and nuclear inspection
About how to fight pneumonia

About tax policy and tax return
About how to lead an organization
About how to cancel a subscription
About how to approach a government official

But together with the sun, they rose up
They were going somewhere else
Together, in the dawn of light
They went on toward nowhere

We call them the Nazis from Mecca
They are men from nowhere
But now I know that they exist
They are men without homes
But they are people we remember
And we call them the Nazis from Mecca

And maybe they've found their home
But the stories are still told
A glance at the horizon
To maybe see them again

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I remember this! First time you showed me this, I laughed so much. The scat noises get me every single damn time!

Schleif responds:

and you'll remember it for the rest of your life. as will your children, and their children. the story must live on

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May 28, 2013
4:01 PM EDT
General Rock
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6 min 1 sec

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