Queerness

You saw me on Kastanienallee
Something made you stare
"What the fuck?" you said aloud
As you passed me there

So which did you fly in on?
Easyjet or Ryanair
I thought to ask you later
In the spirit of the stair

British boys in a bundle
Emboldened by your numbers
This is not the spirit of Berlin
So which one flew you in
Ryanair or Easyjet
And which, more to the point
Will fly you out?

So is this the energy you bring
From your filthy England to Berlin?
Queerness is our scenery
And ungreedy greenery
Live and let live how we play the game
Some of us have come hеre to escape, prеcisely, you

What-the-fuckers, duffer-uppers
Threatening of different others
International renegades and slinkers at the zoo
Mr Norris, Auden and his friend Herr Issyvoo
Have earned the right to live apart from you

You saw me on Kastanienallee
Something made you stare
"What the fuck?" you said aloud
As you passed me there

So is this the energy you bring
From your filthy England to Berlin?
Queerness is our scenery
And ungreedy greenery
Live and let live how we play the game
Some of us have come here to escape, precisely, you

What-the-fuckers, duffer-uppers
Threatening of different others
International renegades and slinkers at the zoo
Mr Norris, Auden and his friend Herr Issyvoo
Have earned the right to live apart from you

Queerness is our scenery
And ungreedy grenery