A song about Hamburg

Well I ride this train like a bullet through the window
That divides the life I’m living from my northern city whirlwind
Hide away
Where we slip on down with the other dribble
Like a trickle, like a splash, like a drizzle, like a monsoon
Tidal wave

‘Cause you go down hard or you go down easy
When you’re going bottom up down at the bottom of
St. Pauli
Or you chase your little rabbit through the tunnel to the island
In the river where the wildhearts and hippies live their
High life

So raise you banners and do your best to finally let your monsters out
Do whatever you want to do, if it keeps this town from burning down
Being complacent, running out of special places
Pauli Pauli, kindly hold your ground

When the day’s gone dark and the day’s hope’s faded
And the day’s got every chance of turning out like
Yesterday did
Well you get a little angry and you get inebriated
And you go and raise your voice about just how fucked up
This place is