There's a tremor in the city

But it looks so quiet

There is something awful brewing

But there ain't no fights

Beethoven, 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

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

The boots are back



There's a scrawling on a tombstone

Judenschweine raus!

Once again, the racial fury

Is burning down the house

Beethoven, listen to me, Beethoven

There's a bleeding yellow man

Lying in the street

But there isn't anybody

Doing anything



Beethoven

The boots are back in town...



SF Prayer

And one grey day shall rise the flood

No dikes will stem the heavy tides

When cold pierced heavy bodies scream

They fall as if the monstrous scythe

Of clouds has 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...



Beethoven

The boots are back in town

The demons of the past

Will be replaced at last

There are 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

The boots are back