Berlin

Berlin Berlin,
You make me shed my skin,
You make the losers win,
You turn water into gin.

Berlin you dirty little bitch,
You’re no goddess, just a witch,
You pretend to be so high and rich,
And blame your sorrows on cosmic glitch.

You go throw around your magic,
You raise the dead and heal the sick,
You turn the tides with barely a flick,
Then go find another seeker to trick.

Like a split tongued snake,
A cross eyed frog by the lake,
You hook the curious and the forsake,
Through the poison, only the worthy ones make.

Berlin my love, I see you,
Enough, I am done with you,
Berlin dear, let me in,
To be one last time, you me and I you.