Good Morning Berlin

[Verse 1]
Warschauer Straße and the rising sun
A pocket full of change and three sticks of gum
The streets 'round here, they all look the same
Spätkauf, Kebab-Shop, again and again

[Refrain]
Kannst du bitte
Die Luft aus dem Glas lassen
Can you please
Take the air out of my glass?

[Verse 2]
Hipster with beards eating falafel
Wander these streets like herds of cattle
Ahh, man that night was long
Time to put the sunglasses on

[Refrain]
Kannst du bitte
Die Luft aus dem Glas lassen
Can you please
Take the air out of my glass?

[Verse 3]
All I see when I check my mentions
Is some curse words and good intentions
Everything is gonna be just fine
A Sternburg, a stern word and I follow tram lines

[Chorus]
Good morning, Berlin
I can’t believe the state I'm in
Good morning, Berlin
I can't believe the state I’m in
Good morning, Berlin
I can't believe the state I'm in