Berlin Lyrics
You grow to a big town at one timeAnd then your tracks lost lineThe wartimes draw your heart awayTo west, north, south, east, everywhereAnd then they cut you not for funSince '61 the wound still runsTo save the political prideTo heat the cold war with youBerlin, a suburb or the westworld's eyeI cannot love, cannot denyYou boil too fast til you dryAnytime you're dryNow you are bigger than beforeBut decadence grows in your soulYou spit that oil straight on our headThe clever get rich, the weak ones madIn streets, in subways goes the raceThe others come to find their waysThese countries where they are fromAre poor why are we rich hereBerlin, a suburb or the westworld's eyeI cannot love, cannot denyYou boil too fast til you dryAnd I will fly
Depressive Age Berlin
