The Mustache Showdown
Armholes

Verse 1:
In a world of shadows, laughter turned to fright,
Charlie stood tall, ready to fight,
Against the tyrant with a twisted grin,
A battle of wits, let the games begin.

Chorus:
Oh, Charlie Chaplin, the little tramp so dear,
Facing off with Hitler, full of laughter and fear,
In a Russian standoff, where egos collide,
The loser’s fate, a mustache denied.

Verse 2:
In a snowy arena, the tension grew wide,
With Chaplin’s cane twirling, and Hitler’s pride,
They danced on the edge of absurdity's brink,
With fate in the balance, what would they think?

Chorus:
Oh, Charlie Chaplin, the little tramp so dear,
Facing off with Hitler, full of laughter and fear,
In a Russian standoff, where egos collide,
The loser’s fate, a mustache denied.

Bridge:
Who would stand tall? Who would fall?
In a world of madness, would laughter conquer all?
The stakes were high, with history at play,
A mustache on the line in a comical fray.

Verse 3:
With each clever jab, they dueled in jest,
Charlie delivered, relentlessly pressed,
But with a sly wink, and a smile so sly,
He’d dance ‘round the fear and let humor fly.

Chorus:
Oh, Charlie Chaplin, the little tramp so dear,
Facing off with Hitler, full of laughter and fear,
In a Russian standoff, where egos collide,
The loser’s fate, a mustache denied.

Outro:
So let history remember this fateful day,
When laughter stood tall, come what may,
For in this grand tale, the truth shines bright,
A world where a mustache could spark the light.