Rain Falls Down in Amsterdam Eric Andersen
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[Bm]The rain falls down in Amsterdam the [A]streets are wet and black
[G]Midnights like November by the g[F#sus]low of a cigarette
[Bm] [G]
The girls on hash in station square looking stupid from the drugs
[A]When Marlene heard the boots march there were [F#]reasons to be dumb
Shiny [Bm]helmuts in the shadows
Those [G]trains that left at night
Those [Bm]hiding in the cellars those e[G]yes afraid of light
[Bm]Something neath the border's poured [G]poison in the well
The [A]creature has uncoiled and is crawling up from [Bm]hell
[Em]Here comes 1914 1[Bm]932
Those [A]cattle cars and yellow stars
It's [Bm]right back to the roots
It's [Em]movin in the open with a [Bm]snarl and a growl
The [A]cages have been broken and the beast is on the [Bm]prowl
[Bm]Fire bomb those houses [A]burn those refugees
[G]Be the crowd and do your work
[F#]Applauding silently [Bm]round up all the gypsies
Go [G]sell them on the trains
[A]Can't you smell the smoke now
[F#]Drifting through the rain
[Bm]Jews better draw your curtains
You better l[G]ock your doors up tight
They're [Bm]snarling up in Rostock in the [G]beer hall belly nights
The [Bm]Fourth Reich's coming now baby
[G]They're writing out the page in [A]Rome, Berlin, and Stockholm
The beast has left the [Bm]cage
[Em]Here comes 1932 [Bm]here comes deja vu
Those [A]cattle cars and yellow stars
Was there some[Bm]one that you knew
It's [Em]right there in the open [Bm]somethings smelling bad
The [A]cages have been broken and the [Bm]beast is a running mad
[Bm]Those can*ls and cozy houses
Those [A]reflections in the light
You can a[G]lmost feel it moving
The [F#sus]monster in the night
[Bm]It's looking with it's yellow eyes
It's [G]out to settle scores in the [A]dim medieval distance
Feel it [F#]breathing down your pores
In [Bm]Salt Lake City and in Rio
The [G]beast can smell the flames
It's [Bm]faxing hate out in Marseilles [G]typing out your name
You can [Bm]hear the windows shatter as the [G]time is drawing near
[A]Kristall Nacht come to town
Welcome back to the house of [Bm]mirrors
[A]The fire and the armbands and the [Bm]iron arm salutes
[A]Pointing to the scapegoat was it [F#]me or was it you
[Bm]It's right there in the open
[A]Don't just stand there hoping
the [G]leashes have been broken
And the [Bm]dogs are on the loose
[Bm]Now I have been here thinking how [A]lucky I have been
I [G]never touched the barb wire never [F#]saw the money grin
No [Bm]rifle ever smashed my face no [G]bare electric shock
But I[A]'ll confess up
All I know who I [F#]am and who I'm not
To [Bm]see retired killers is to [G]see the lion yawn
The [Bm]shinheads do their dirtywork for the [G]cloak and dagger pawns
The [Bm]dark eyes will be waiting there
When the [G]borders they are crossed
So [A]keep your filthy swastikas and shove your iron [Bm]cross
[Em]Here comes 1914 [Bm]1932
Those [A]cattle cars and yellow stars
It's [Bm]right back to the roots
[Em]It's out there in the open
[Bm]It's crawling on the move
The [A]cages have been broken and the [Bm]beast is on the loose
[Bm]Can't you smell the blood now
Can't you smell the truth
[Bm]And the rain falls down in Amsterdam
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