Berlin Lyrics - Singles - Depressive Age

You grow to a big town at one time 

And then your tracks lost line 

The wartimes draw your heart away 

To west, north, south, east, everywhere 

And then they cut you not for fun 

Since '61 the wound still runs 

To save the political pride 

To heat the cold war with you 

Berlin, a suburb or the westworld's eye 

I cannot love, cannot deny 

You boil too fast til you dry 

Anytime you're dry 

Now you are bigger than before 

But decadence grows in your soul 

You spit that oil straight on our head 

The clever get rich, the weak ones mad 

In streets, in subways goes the race 

The others come to find their ways 

These countries where they are from 

Are poor why are we rich here 

Berlin, a suburb or the westworld's eye 

I cannot love, cannot deny 

You boil too fast til you dry 

And I will fly