2 pm on a Sunday It's the best day they say Flat white, toasts, shower and black sneakers I jump in a taxi, it's playing 80's music Time has already stopped Destination Ostbahnhof The wall reminds me it was real Once there was a West and an East I used to be just a tourist Until I gave you more than this I see the line, I see the light But inside it's always dark Line is 2 or 3 hours long at least And I am not even on the list So I put on my famous smile Are you playing today they say It's been a while, I don't know why And I don't bother, we belong forever Destination Ostbahnhof I just wanna dance alone They let me in with no sticker on my phone I know the deal, I know the score No pictures inside Ostbahnhof First stop at the wardrobe You leave a tip you start to stroll You raise your hands you wanna pray You ARE in the techno temple Electric power in the power plant I am about to disconnect from who I am Tequila shots in my throat Orange and cinnamon Stairways to heaven or hell Step by step on The Bells I climb my way to the top And I stop I take a deep a breath I lived it a thousand times It's always the same Are you ready?