Ostbahnhof

2 PM on a Sunday
It's the best day, they say
Flat white, toast, shower, and black sneakers
I jump in a taxi, it's playing 80's music
Time has already stopped

Destination: Ostbahnhof
Destination: Ostbahnhof

The wall reminds me it was real
Once there was a West and an East
I just to be just a tourist until I gave you more than this
I see the line, I see the light, but inside it's always dark
Line is always 2 or 3 hours long at least and I'm not even on the list
So I put on my famous smile; "are you playing today?" they say
It's been a while, I don't know why
And I don't even bother - we belong forever

Destination: Ostbahnhof
Destination: Ostbahnhof

I just want to dance alone
They let me in with no sticker on my phone
I know the deal, I know the score;
No pictures inside Ostbahnhof

First stop at the wardrobe
You leave a tip, you start the stroll
You raise your hands, you want to pray
You are in the techno temple
Electric power in the power plant
I'm about to disconnect from who I am
Tequila shots in my throat, orange and cinnamon
Stairways to Heaven or Hell
Step by step on the bells
I climb my way to the top and I stop

I take a deep breath, I lived it a thousand times
It's always the same
Are you ready?