Van der Graaf Generator — In Babelsberg

The city's spread beneath my feet But not the one that I was after While I've been pounding out this beat The length of the Kudamm Street legends on the tourist map A fading script in Gothic Out in the studio they're Rehearsing in drag for a lark Come on, let's get lost in the dark Tale another step, another move, another pace What isn't written in the manuscript is a note to play with grace And if I exit from this story in a way I might retrace It will have fallen through the cracks when I come back In any case Another time's another place The city's spread beneath my feet From the top of the Mercedes tower And I can see the darkness closing in Hour by hour But I can't take another step, no filling in, no cut and paste A bankrupt process for the memory, this terrain is laid to waste No, nothing's written in the history books That doesn't leave a nasty taste; So should I start to tell the story Will you put me in my place? 'Cause it'll all be crash and burn When I return...in any case Another time's another place Just when did this get broken? I don't know where to begin - I got a Ubahn ticket and a Flohmarkt token.... I'm in trouble in the rubble of Berlin The light is getting dimmer The walls of history close in In Babelsberg they're hunting For a different Stimmung That predates the war That was before That was before That was a different Berlin That was another Berlin That was before in Berlin