Four Little Angels of Peace - Barbra Streisand

Four little angels of peace are we 
Loving our neighbors so peacefully 
There's really no harm if we do not disarm 
For we always in close harmony 
Four little angels of peace are we 
There is one thing on which we agree 
With fall or with friend 
We will fight to the end 
Just for peace, peace, peace... 
Though we butchered the boss 
And I've own made the choice 
And slaughter the Irish no end 
Though I'm injured and poor 
Slaying hoard upon hoard 
We're but playing the part of a friend 
Yes, our arms we ain't twist 
But we'll be elected for peace 
Except in the case of the crook 
We conquered both spears 
Now we're up to our ears 
Just trying to keep what we took 
Three little angels of peace are we 
Living together so blissfully 
Oh, we never fight unless 
We're on the right 
But we're always in the right, you see? 
Three little angels of peace are we 
There is one thing on which we agree 
Until we are wrecks 
We'll break each other's necks 
Just for peace, peace, peace... 
In Japan we've the right 
In a generous night 
But the Emperor knows peace is finer 
It isn't our fault it's a case of absurd 
We're picked down and buried by China 
Oh, how we're deplored 
I glad did it for the world 
We're a nation of poets and thinkers 
Also, though we bound without pity 
And lay west to his city 
It's because all the Chinese are stinkers 
Two little angels of peace are we 
Living together in amity 
We'll sign any pack saying we won't attack 
But it's just a mere formality 
Two little angels of peace are we 
There is one thing on which we agree 
We try to keep calm 
When we gas, we bump 
Just for peace, peace, peace... 
Now I know that our war 
Is a thing to have horror 
And that peaceful fill out 
When we hope we have 
With our love from the start 
I atrocious did all my part 
To civilize nearly the hope we have 
Though you call me sadistic 
Imperialistic 
My armies required a quarry 
And though we may slave 
What's a splendid day today 
After all that we'll say that we're sorry 
Though I fall for the urge 
Of a nice bloody purge 
And living my way I was carrying on 
Though I clean up my Schmutz 
Would I hear Nazi putz 
It is all for the sake of the Aryan 
My ambitions are small 
I want nothing at all 
My plans wouldn't be any littler 
Now that Austria's Nazi 
It will be hazy-gazy 
To put the whole world under Hitler 
Four little angels of peace are we 
Drinking with older of saintity 
Though we slaughter the meek 
We confirm every week 
And we talk it over peacefully 
Four little angels of peace are we 
There is one thing on which we agree 
We'll shout and we'll shell 
We'll get each other's hell 
Just for peace, peace, peace...