Bitte Bitte
When all of the squats
Have been turned into gallery spaces
And the punks out on the corner
What's that look on their faces?
It says, "What do we do
Now that all of the yuppies replaced us?"
Don't worry my brother there's just one world
But many, many, many places
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
Please, don't be my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
I'm going back to Mitte again
We've finally reached
The point of super saturation
Our feet are in the water
That stands in for the border of life
Condemn and construct, disrupt,
And give up, then just sit down
Don't worry my brother there's just one ocean
But many many ways to displace it
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
Please, don't be, my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
I'm going back to Mitte again
I made a corporate mess,
You did a free-lance shit,
And the cosmic fabric of reality split
Like a brain in two, the left and right
The voice of reason, the noise of might
Wie kann ich diese Welt
Mit Magie kontrollieren?
Don't worry my brother
Don't worry my sister
Don't worry my wayward
Landlocked drifter
You're just bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Please, don't be, my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
(Bitte Bitte)
I'm going back to Mitte again
Have been turned into gallery spaces
And the punks out on the corner
What's that look on their faces?
It says, "What do we do
Now that all of the yuppies replaced us?"
Don't worry my brother there's just one world
But many, many, many places
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
Please, don't be my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
I'm going back to Mitte again
We've finally reached
The point of super saturation
Our feet are in the water
That stands in for the border of life
Condemn and construct, disrupt,
And give up, then just sit down
Don't worry my brother there's just one ocean
But many many ways to displace it
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
Please, don't be, my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
I'm going back to Mitte again
I made a corporate mess,
You did a free-lance shit,
And the cosmic fabric of reality split
Like a brain in two, the left and right
The voice of reason, the noise of might
Wie kann ich diese Welt
Mit Magie kontrollieren?
Don't worry my brother
Don't worry my sister
Don't worry my wayward
Landlocked drifter
You're just bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Please, don't be, my friend
Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte, Bitte
(Bitte Bitte)
I'm going back to Mitte again
Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Buda, William John Dryden Ricketts, Richard Laurance Singleton, Thomas Callwood, Samuel Flynn Scott, Warner Edward Emery, Conrad Wedde
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