Genevieve put on your jewelry And hide that handgun where they will not see Don’t mind your wrinkles, don’t mind your age Because the time has come to take the stage In that black empire dress you stole Now bravely face the night patrol And you’ll be beautiful For the last time
Friedrichsain bear proud your injury Your graffiti tags and squatter luxury Because the cleanup crew is here to scrub the past And a civilized future is coming fast With the traces of ‘45 and ‘68 Forever painted over by the state So be beautiful For the last time
But poor ugly child, go to the balcony Do you hear the clouds beckon with their falconry To a skylocked world will you show your face Where your burns and bends are silk and lace? Will you trade your body for falling snow? Will you blanket the ground below Where you’ll be beautiful For the first time?