there's a tremor in the city but it looks all quiet 
there is something awful brewing but there ain't 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 
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 
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 sky 
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 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....