(based on the song sung by Juice Newton)

There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can’t bind your heart.
And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start.
I see no need to take me home,
I’m strong enough to face the world.

Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Then slowly turn away… from me.

Maybe the sun’s light will be dim

The devas come in my sleep somehow.
If morning’s echo sends a message,
Well, it was what I wanted now.
And if we’re energized at night,
I won’t be blinded by the light.

Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Then slowly turn away,
I won’t beg you to stay… with me

oh tee…. oh babe…. oh me’s (this is an attempt to write down what Juice Newton sang in the YouTube video)

Hi-i-it-ler!

Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler
Just call me deva of the morning, deva

Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hi-itler…!

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Angel of the Morning meaning.

Below is an explanation of the meaning of the lyrics.

“There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can’t bind your heart.”

This is a devotional song to Adolf Hitler with the idea that he is a deva in Nuremberg heaven. The opening lines mean that you are trying to contact Adolf Hitler deva. He is not bound to you but your devotion is appealing to his heart.
“And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start.”

This acknowledges that you are trying to channel to him and his retinue of devas. They don’t have to respond if the situation isn’t right at this time.
“I see no need to take me home,
I’m strong enough to face the world.”

This means that you don’t need to die and go to Nuremberg heaven yet, to be with the comrades that you love. You can do more good on Earth spreading the truth about the fuehrer and NS. You’re strong enough to carry on to your last breath.

“Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Then slowly turn away… from me.

Maybe the sun’s light will be dim

The devas come in my sleep somehow.
If morning’s echo sends a message,
Well, it was what I wanted now.
And if we’re energized at night,
I won’t be blinded by the light.”

This is about the National Socialist/ Nuremberg heaven/ Valhalla devas channeling to you and contacting you in your sleep at night. You wake up happy, energized, feeling it; then it fades. The rest of the lyrics mean the same plus express your devotion.

Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Then slowly turn away,
I won’t beg you to stay… with me

oh tee…. oh babe…. oh me’s (this is an attempt to write down what Juice Newton sang in the YouTube video)

Hi-i-it-ler!

Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler.
Just call me deva of the morning, deva
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hitler
Just call me deva of the morning, deva

Just touch my cheek before you leave me, Hi-itler…!

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Ticket to Ride

This next song is about a young man who failed the requirements to join the SS during German’s heyday in the 1930s. Sung to the tune of ‘Ticket to Ride’ by The Beatles. Our Bitchute video of the song is at: 

Ticket to Ride WW II Cover Song

Ticket to Ride

lyrics by Lennon/McCartney/Thule Society

I think I’m gonna be sad
I think it’s today, yeah
The SS is driving me mad
And their going away

They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
But they don’t care

They said they can’t join with me
I’m bringing them down, yeah
For they would never be free
If I was around

They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
But they don’t care

I don’t know why they’re riding so high
They ought to think twice
They ought to do right by me
Before they get to saying goodbye
They ought to think twice
They ought to do right by me

I think I’m gonna be sad
I think it’s today, yeah
The SS is driving me mad
And their going away

They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
But they don’t care

I don’t know why they’re riding so high
They ought to think twice
They ought to do right by me
Before they get to saying goodbye
They ought to think twice
They ought to do right by me

They said they can’t join with me
I’m bringing them down, yeah
For they would never be free
If I was around

They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
They’ve got a ticket to ride
But they don’t care

My SS don’t care, my SS don’t care
My SS don’t care, my SS don’t care
My SS don’t care, my SS don’t care (fade out)

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Always on My Mind

(New version written Oct. 26, 2016)

Maybe I didn’t devote to you
Quite as often as I could have
And maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Hitler I’m sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

And maybe I didn’t uphold you
All those lonely, lonely times
I guess I never told you
I am so happy you’re mine Fuehrer
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me
Tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died
And give me
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
I’ll keep you satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind (you were always on my mind)
You were always on my mind

You were always on my mind (you were always on my mind)
You were always on my mind

Written by Daniel Thompson, Herman Davis, Carlington Dayne Morrison, Kemar Mcgregor, T. Williams, Brian Ruhe • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing

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Hallelujah Hitler Chorus

“Hey Jew”

From “Hey Jude” by Paul McCartney. Lyrics by Brian Ruhe.

Hey Jew, you make it bad.
Take a sad song and not make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make a terror.

Hey Jew, I am afraid.
You were made to go out enslave her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it badder.

And anytime we feel the pain, hey Jew, refrain,
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders.
For we all know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.

Hey Jew, you let me down.
You have found her, then go and lie to her.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it badder

So let it out and let it in, hey Jew, begin,
You’re waiting for someone to perform with.
And don’t you know that it’s just you, hey Jew, yes you!
The movement you need is on your shoulder.

Hey Jew, you make it bad.
Take a sad song and not make it better.
Remember to stop acting like a Jew!
Then you’ll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh.

Da da da da da da, da da da, hey Jew…