Alphaville - Beethoven

There's a tremor in the city
But it looks all quiet 
There is something awful brewing
But there ain't no riots, Beethoven 
You can read between the lines
That there must be more 
You're alarmed but you don't know
What you're waiting for, Beethoven

Beethoven, the boots are back in town 
When ignorance and fear
Are closing mouths and ears 
The skins are on their way 
When it gets dark in europe 
It's just a state of mind
The blind leading the blind, Beethoven...

There's a scrawling on a tombstone 
Judenschweine raus
Once again the racial fury 
Is burning down the house, Beethoven 
There's a bleeding yellow man 
Lying in the streets 
But there isn't anybody doing anything

Beethoven, the boots are back in town...

And one grey day shall rise the flood
No dikes will stem the heavy tides 
When cold pierced feathered bodies scream 
They fall as if the monstrous scythe 
Of clouds had smashed them from the skies 
The scattered squadron of mankind
Stabs right into the churned up ether 
Of long forgotten birdless flights...

Beethoven, the boots are back in town 
The demons of the past will be replaced at last 
There're smarter ones to stay
How can you stay away 
From the order of disgrace
How can you close your eyes
Beethoven, the boots are back..