Katzenjammer kids

They loom on high that black block
And judge heartily but pierce
Blood red heart, blood red frock
Their fun is always fierce
Any enemy of the time
Will executed be
Whoever is a friend of death
Adorn mit song and sound vill sie
They hide behind the backdoor
And scream at any passer by
Blood red hat; blood red core
Their hate is never a lie
They are the kids
The katzenjammer kids
Adore their song and sound they will