Tonalité : G major
Verse 1
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I'm driving on the
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road that Hitler built
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I'm driving on the road that Hitler built
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This is the place where his
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tory stopped to shit
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And I'm driving on the road
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that Hitler built
Verse 2
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I'm driving on the road that
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Stalin built next
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There's more holes
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in Joe's than Adolf's
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But what would you expect
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I wonder what the Germans did
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To fall from history's nest
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And I'm driving on the road
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that Stalin built next
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On the roads of Germany On the
Verse 3
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roads of Germany
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These are the roads of the
20th century
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And there's blood and steel and leather
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Mixed into that concrete
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When you're riding on the roads
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of high Germany
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Verse 4
I'm cruising on Konrad's
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Autobahn
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Konrad's got a Beetle and
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Ludwig a Trabant
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And Willy's got a Merc and
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Erich's got a tank
But that road only took me to a
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concrete dead end trap
Verse 5
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We're driving on the
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road that never ends
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All roads lead to exit signs
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and then they start again
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And Helmut's building on the
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wheel of history as it spins
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And history never ends 'cause it's
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too busy beginning
Verse 6
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On the roads of Germany
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On the roads of Germany
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These are the roads of the
20th century
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And there's blood and
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steel and leather
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Mixed into that concrete
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When you're riding on the roads
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of high Germany
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And I'm
Verse 7
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walking in a Black Forest lane
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And I step into the trees for to
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get some leafy shade
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And I fall asleep in some
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dappled sunlit glade
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And I dream and in my dream
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I am lost and afraid
And it grows dark,
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it grows damp and I shiver and I'm cold
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And deep inside the forest
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something obscenely old
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Stirs and shakes and comes
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awake and in it's putrid pit
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It belches and it squirms
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in its own dirt and filth
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And slithers on it's stinking slime
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while everything holds its breath
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And its slow thighs,
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blank eyes pitiless as the past
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Re born from its fitful sleep, its
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hour come again at last
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Slouches towards its own Jer
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usalem to be re- cast
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And in my horror I recognise
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myself in it as it passes
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Familiar and repulsive and as
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old as mortal man
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This philosophy of brutality,
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ignorance and hate
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Buried deep in everyone waiting
to escape
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And you must kill it before it kills
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you and everything in its wake
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And I take my knife and I kill it,
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and it screams and then I wake
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And I'm terrified and horrified
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and in this mortal state
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I stagger toward the curbside of the
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4 lane motorway
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"Drive" I say and we drive
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and soon I stop shaking
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But I can't stop thinking 'bout these
dreams and revelations
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Except it's not a dream it's real and
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it's of our own making
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And it's not just Germany it's everywhere
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and the whole world is a- quaking
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As we turn onto this road we
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all seem to be taking
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And you can't help thinking these things on the roads
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of Germany
Outro 1
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