There's a tremor in the city But it looks all quiet There is something awfull brewing But there ain't no fights 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 There's a scrawling on a tombstone Judenschweine raus Once again a racial fury Is burning down the house 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 (S.F. 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 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 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... The boots are back (Gold/Lloyd/Echolette)