Hot Cross Bun [German translation]

She had a bun in the oven

It was a hot cross bun

A bun that was damn hot and angry

Just puffing and steaming to be someone

It was the fifties

There was war in the streets

With mussolini

And his gangsters

Raiding Greek houses

For blood

And for meat

The day

A mother was to claim

What was rightfully hers

The same baker

Could've saved

A mother and child

From simple hunger

There was tradition in the village

That when a women is with babe

She is entitled to a free loaf of bread

But the baker must see her baby bump on display

But when the women went to the baker

He looked her in the stomach and said

"You do not look very pregnant to me, you are so thin"

Your stomachs flat, lady

Your baby is probably dead

I will not be wasting my bread on liars

He said

Women lowered her head

Face like thunder

Baker could've saved

A mother and child

From simple hunger