Italy's Song to Germany

Doitsu~ Doitsu~ Doitsu~ wa ii tokoro da yo~
Chanto horyo no ore ni gohan kurerushi
Igirisu mitai ni mazukunai~
Sooseeji chiizu suggoku oishii yo~
Inu ni totte wa tengoku sore ga Doitsu~
Demo Doitsu-jin nande minna ikatsuino
Iatsukan de tsubusaresou da yo
Ore no haato ore no kowakute namida dechau yo
Neechan mo dekai yo~
Biirudaru wo mainichi haretsu saseru no wa shumi nano~?
Ato taigun de orenchi ni oshiyosenaide~
kankoukyaku ga kowasugiruno
Doitsukko wa ore yori dekakute
takumashii no~ Hyahhoo~!

Germany. Germany. Germany is a great place. 
They feed me even though I'm a prisoner. 
The food doesn't taste crappy like British stuff either. 
Sausage, cheese, it's all so tasty! 
For a dog, it's heaven. That's what Germany is. 
But why are all Germans so stern? I feel like I'm going to be crushed by their intimidation. 
My heart is so afraid and I'm going to cry. The girls are so big too. 
Is it your hobby to burst barrels of beer every day? 
Also, please stop raiding my house in swarms. The tourists are way too scary. 
German chicks are bigger and better built than me. 
Yoohoo!