Alt Berliner Blues Lyrics - Things That Can't Be Undone - Corb Lund

She growls in barroom German 

As the smoke hangs from her lips 

She could attact her own Gestapo 

With the way she moves her Hips 

No complaints about her service, 

Cuz she's good and she'd get rich 

If these cheap, young, broke and trust fund ex-pat kids would learn to tip 

There ain't no better place to find you if you got yourself to lose, and all she wants is to get down with the Alt Berliner Blues 

Well she can still remember when they first went off the mark. The windows all got shuttered and theaters went dark 

She won the whole town over with her renaissance burlesque. Pelts of wolf and coyote, bearclaw necklace on her chest 

There ain't no better place to find you if you got yourself to lose, and all she wants is to get down with the Alt Berliner Blues 

Well stumble over tourists at the remnants of the wall 

Hung over from the Schapps and funky Prussian alcohol 

Well it kind of feels like lots of US voices in the crowd 

And the singers drowned in reverb and the drum machine's too loud 

You won't no better place across the whole of the EU 

If all you want is to get down with the Alt Berliner Blues 

Herr Guild I hope you're happy with yourself and all your Freund, may your ???? and your hunger dissapoint ya 

A century of thirst outlasting two or three world wars and 100 year old beer halls that do not exist no more. 

There ain't nothing left but ghosts of many lifetimes worth of booze. Ain't nothing gonna get you gone like the Alt Berliner Blues.