Eric Andersen - Rain falls in amsterdam

^BmThe rain falls down in Amsterdam the ^Astreets are wet and black ^GMidnights like November by the g^F#suslow of a cigarette Bm G

^AWhen Marlene heard the boots march there were ^F#reasons to be dumb Shiny ^Bmhelmuts in the shadows Those ^Gtrains that left at night Those ^Bmhiding in the cellars those e^Gyes afraid of light ^BmSomething neath the border's poured ^Gpoison in the well The ^Acreature has uncoiled and is crawling up from ^Bmhell ^EmHere comes 1914 1^Bm932 Those ^Acattle cars and yellow stars It's ^Bmright back to the roots It's ^Emmovin in the open with a ^Bmsnarl and a growl The ^Acages have been broken and the beast is on the ^Bmprowl ^BmFire bomb those houses ^Aburn those refugees ^GBe the crowd and do your work ^F#Applauding silently ^Bmround up all the gypsies Go ^Gsell them on the trains ^ACan't you smell the smoke now ^F#Drifting through the rain ^BmJews better draw your curtains You better l^Gock your doors up tight They're ^Bmsnarling up in Rostock in the ^Gbeer hall belly nights The ^BmFourth Reich's coming now baby ^GThey're writing out the page in ^ARome, Berlin, and Stockholm The beast has left the ^Bmcage ^EmHere comes 1932 ^Bmhere comes deja vu Those ^Acattle cars and yellow stars Was there some^Bmone that you knew It's ^Emright there in the open ^Bmsomethings smelling bad The ^Acages have been broken and the ^Bmbeast is a running mad ^BmThose canals and cozy houses Those ^Areflections in the light You can a^Glmost feel it moving The ^F#susmonster in the night ^BmIt's looking with it's yellow eyes It's ^Gout to settle scores in the ^Adim medieval distance Feel it ^F#breathing down your pores In ^BmSalt Lake City and in Rio The ^Gbeast can smell the flames It's ^Bmfaxing hate out in Marseilles ^Gtyping out your name You can ^Bmhear the windows shatter as the ^Gtime is drawing near ^AKristall Nacht come to town Welcome back to the house of ^Bmmirrors ^AThe fire and the armbands and the ^Bmiron arm salutes ^APointing to the scapegoat was it ^F#me or was it you ^BmIt's right there in the open ^ADon't just stand there hoping the ^Gleashes have been broken And the ^Bmdogs are on the loose ^BmNow I have been here thinking how ^Alucky I have been I ^Gnever touched the barb wire never ^F#saw the money grin No ^Bmrifle ever smashed my face no ^Gbare electric shock But I^A'll confess up All I know who I ^F#am and who I'm not To ^Bmsee retired killers is to ^Gsee the lion yawn The ^Bmshinheads do their dirtywork for the ^Gcloak and dagger pawns The ^Bmdark eyes will be waiting there When the ^Gborders they are crossed So ^Akeep your filthy swastikas and shove your iron ^Bmcross ^EmHere comes 1914 ^Bm1932 Those ^Acattle cars and yellow stars It's ^Bmright back to the roots ^EmIt's out there in the open ^BmIt's crawling on the move The ^Acages have been broken and the ^Bmbeast is on the loose ^BmCan't you smell the blood now

^BmAnd the rain falls down in Amsterda