And the cars they rushing by
The trains arriving
The beggar wants a cigarette
A child is crying
In the meantime
I step in dog shit
Traditionally
On a Berlin kind of day

A Berlin kind of day

Breakfast in the afternoon
At the chip shop
The boozers from the local pub
Going home now
In the meantime
A beggar bugs me
And the child still crying
On a Berlin kind of day

A Berlin kind of day