Goodbye To Berlin
INDICA · Shine 2014 · Track 04 of 13
Written by Jonsu, Michael Ochs, Roland Spremberg
I left my angels in the closet, I wanna feel a bit psychotic And empty out, empty out my pockets I see Charlie over there, flirt with him, toss my hair Must be some, must be something in the air
Parting is such sweet sorrow, I'll wake up tomorrow I know I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Goodbye to Berlin, Mr. taxi turning East side west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin, keep it burning, 'cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again
I'm in my motel "meditating," it gets me so intoxicated I can't stop, I can't stop now Champagne on ice, I pop the cork My bags are packed and by the door, what the hell am I leaving for?
Parting is such sweet sorrow, I'll wake up tomorrow I know I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Goodbye to Berlin, Mr. taxi turning East side west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin, keep it burning, 'cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again
I left my angels in the closet, I wanna feel a bit psychotic And empty out empty out my pockets
Goodbye to Berlin, Mr. taxi turning East side west side, all that could have been Goodbye to Berlin, keep it burning, 'cause I'll be, I'll be, I'll be back again 'Cause I'll be I'll be I'll be back again, 'cause I'll be I'll be I'll be back again