Both by day and by night
I smoke corpses with all my might!
I let out a black black smoke
For I am the black black Boehm!
And young ladies and old biddies
Little kiddies, too, why not!
A hundred chimneys would be nice
So genau like Birkenau
Happy souls! Anything goes!
Aber Juden sind nicht da!
Else in nineteen forty-three
SS-men will come to me
Then all healthy, filled with joy
I’ll smoke by day and by night
I’ll send up a greasy smoke
I’ll send up the black black Boehm