In the distance I see a cluster of flags While all around me they're gunning down your kids Far away I see the flags begin to fall And I feel the hammers but the sickles not at all Mindless beasts searching for a victim Can't recognize the uniform Bringing back vague memories A once-proud people forced to flee Czechoslovaques betrayed too Turned to the west there is nothing new Already death is knocking on your door Their tanks will make your blood run cold, run cold In the distance flags fly from the roof And in the streets men in Jackboots Far away I see the flags begin to fall And I feel the hammers but the sickles not at all Mindless beasts, well-trained guerillas Who obey at the snap of a finger Ideology founded on your death Hear them sing as they prod your head They boast about their political voice And make you march out of fear, no choice Keep cool, if you move they'll beat you down If you resist, watch out for your kids They'll burn them with napalm Far away I see masses of flags And around me kids spilling out their guts Far away the flags go up in flames Your women flee the cities screaming in pain, in pain, in flames, in flames So face them care-free while staying aware Invite them in to eat, to drink and be amused At the table they remember stifled cries Talking of the power of death and all their other lies They're only coming for their satisfaction To have you on your knees turning your cheek The cruel savages, you'll spit in their face Hold them well within' your sights, aim and never flinch Make it so their flags will never wave again And families can prosper without pain So your children can run and laugh and play The hammer's weight, the sickle's shadow far away In the distance flags fly from the roof And in the streets men in Jackboots Far away the flags go up in flames Your women flee the cities screaming in pain, in pain, Screaming in pain, in flames, in flames, in flames Mindless, mindless, mindless, mindless In the distance I see a cluster of flags While all around me they're gunning down your kids Far away I see the flags begin to fall And I feel the hammers but the sickles not at all In the distance flags fly from the roof And in the streets men in Jackboots Far away the flags go up in flames Your women flee the cities screaming in pain, in pain, Screaming in pain, in flames, in flames, in flames Mindless, mindless, mindless, mindless