I have friends who are from England. Kenneth is around 70, and he lived in London during the Blitz. His home was near a munitions dump, so his neighborhood was bombed frequently. Obviously he remembers the bombing, but he also remembers the following little song that we try to get him to sing aloud in bars after a few:
Hitler, he's only got one ball. Goering has two but very small. Himmler has something sim'lar But poor Goebbels Has no balls At all!!!
My parents taught me that song when i was a kid SB
It is amazing how many people still know it as well. As you say,definitely a great drinking song!
Back in the day though when they were stuck in the shelters with no electricity or modern day gadgets to amuse them,they had to amuse themselves.Hence a lot of singing and pouting of stiff upper lips
I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees!
