The Beat Of a Different Tree

So you think that history can tell us nothing

It seems just like dead kings on parade

But the past sometimes forms the future

By making us recall the mistakes we made

Now they´re marching down in munich

They´re marching in berlin

Maybe they´re gonna get a second chance and

Maybe this time they will win

We seem to be bound

To make the same mistake as before

When we hear them marching through europe

But can´t hear them outside our own door

Now they´re marching down in paris

They´re marching in amsterdam

Do they have to march through your bedroom

Before you will make a stand

Now when europe seems united

We´re suddenly standing without things to say

Blaming the economic crises

We just bow our heads

Waiting to unite in a different way

Where can i find words to tell you

What ignorance and stupidity can bring

Why talk about single outbursts of cruelty

When eight million dead in concentrations camps

Don´t seem to mean a thing

So we´re disgusted by the klan

And when crosses are burning we make a fuzz

But we can´t solve problems by blaming others

When those dark sides dwells in all of us

We can dance to the beat

Of a different drum or tree

When we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy

And allows everyone to be

Now the world soon will be divided

In big trade communities

It might break the thin lines of understanding

And prevent the hands of friendship

Across the seas

We can dance to the beat

Of a different drum or tree

When we´re cynical , magical , lazy , happy

And allows everyone to be

. . . free