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 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------