The mascaraed blond from the bar at twilight, gets dressed in a daze Black leather crackles, water runs As she touches the of her memory maze
The shadows of men she has known her day She's held the world in her arms so they say But she wakes up without with a hole in her heart And she puts on her clothes, her life behind bars
Mascaraed blond from the bar at the skylight, gets lost 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 take in no man's
Nobody knows made him decide To run for and to certain suicide When they turn off the and his fingers uncurl He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin girl
Come in your checkpoints on your lonely roads in from your ditches in your silent fields Where intensified light from a sight Makes the darkness day and the day too bright, too
We up without you We up without you We wake up you
We wake up you With a in our hearts a hole in our hearts
You mad dog shaven head, boy freaks In martens and drunk on sake You stare at yourself in the flush of dawn Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and
The butcher, the baker, the munitions The achiever, the armistice breaker The instructor, the lightning conductor The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the
The black market mailer, the quick an the The spotlight dancer, the quick and the 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, dressed in a daze