Fair enough, the last picture wasn't, erm, picturesque. I do love pictures with graffiti which says things like "Saxon Aristocracy Is Governing The World With Radar" though - so I think its of extreme fortuity that I found a piece of wall which had exactly those words scrawled on it.
Ok, so by way of contrast, here's a picture of me relaxing. Which reveals the title of this post to be a barefaced lie.
Wednesday, 27 June 2007
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Looks like someone has collapsed in a drunken stupor.
I got my shoes and socks stolen in Prague that way.
I managed not to collapse in a drunken stupor, thankfully. Which isn't to suggest that I wasn't ever in a drunken stupor while I was there - far from it.
Born To Die In Berlin
Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning
Stranded in the sweet wonderings
breathing the pale moon silver
Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life
Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
I sprinkled cocaine on the floor
when no one was watching
I closed my eyes and I let myself sleep
Creeps and dirty bastards,
demons waitin' by my bed
There's no choice or difference,
no one seems to notice
Sometimes I feel like screamin'
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
(Third verse in German)
Sometimes I feel like screamin'
Sometimes I feel I just can't win
Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
Maybe I was born to die in Berlin
OOOps.the Ramones, as if you didn't know........
Have a Good Day at the Office, Dear............x
Ah, I didn't know that in fact lav - most of my lyrical references (including "Draussen ist feindlich") are from Einstuerzende Neubauten songs.
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