Track byJoe Jackson
Here in Berlin People line up to get in To wait for the end Living in glorious sin They've looked around And now there is no looking back To when rivers ran red Now it's the sky that grows black Shadows are cast As two giants roam over the earth We light a match But what is that little flame worth Once allies danced and sang But it was forty years ago Here in D.C. They talk about 'Euro-disease' And how the French Are always so damn hard to please Motions are passed In Brussels but no one agrees And no one walks tall But no one gets down on their knees Once allies laughed and drank But it was forty years ago Where I come from They don't like Americans much Think they're so loud So tasteless and so out of touch Stiff upper lips Are curled into permanent sneers Self-satisfied Awaiting the next forty years Once allies cried and cheered But it was forty years ago