The mascaraed from the Berliner bar Rises at twilight, gets in a daze leather crackles, cold water runs As she touches the of her memory maze
The shadows of men she has known her day She's held half the world in her so they say But she wakes up without them with a in her heart And she puts on her clothes, lives her life bars
Mascaraed blond from the bar Sighs at the skylight, gets in the haze Black leather crackles and cold water As she touches the walls of her maze
Someone got stranded in no land Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping Nobody knows whose he was on It's a risk that you in no man's land
Nobody knows made him decide To run for freedom and to certain they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin party
Come in from your checkpoints on your lonely Come in from your in your silent fields Where light from a rifle sight the darkness day and the day too bright, too bright
We up without you We wake up you We up without you
We wake up you a hole in our hearts With a in our hearts
You mad dog head, bottle boy freaks In martens and khaki on sake You stare at in the cruel flush of dawn Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and
The butcher, the baker, the munitions The achiever, the armistice breaker The free-base instructor, the conductor The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the
The black market mailer, the quick an the The spotlight dancer, the and the dead The quick and the dead, the quick and the
We wake up you Yeah, we up without you a hole in our hearts
The mascaraed blond from the bar Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a