Laßt die Messer flutschen, in den Judenleib. Blut muss fließen knüppelhageldick. Und wir scheißen auf die Freiheit dieser Judenrepublik.
Allow me to translate, without knowing German
Last the messy kitchen, in my mother-in-law's house, But I tripped over my hag wives knubbly dick, And we shit over my diesel-powered, Fahrenheit thermometer, And we shit all over the Jewish Republic that is causing diesel prices to rise
Pretty good, right?
Considering the spirit of the original, you're dead on. Little heavy on the Diesel, maybe. Although that's just a matter of personal style and in no way meant to be a criticism.
I channeled Rudolf Diesel and he's a-ok with everything you said. He says Hi. (It's polite to say Hi back)
I will have you know, I have many German ancestors, but most of the were wise enough to get the fuck out of Germany and settle Kentucky while the getting was good
And there we are, men of constant sorrow, and the circle is closed.