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German Beer

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Indie Pop

German Beer was released on October 4, 2024 by Augie March as a part of the album Malagrotta

Song Details

AlbumMalagrotta

Release DateOctober 4, 2024

LabelAugie March

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM139

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Augie March

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Glenn Richards

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Glenn Richards

Producer

Lyrics

I collect dead krauts along the bends of the Elbe,

I only see ghosts, they only see me,

I am a son of nowhere and nothing,

I hang by Augustus in the Blasted Tree,

and my mad burning hands are the conductor’s envy,

and in the Zwinger yard the ghosts of fine people sway

to the virulent music the white liquor lends me

we dream of the Green Vault’s hideous display.

I collect dead krauts along the bends of the Elbe,

and by the day’s end I have a filthy coin cup

enough to get me falafel, a curry, a pide

and kill a bunch of fresh krauts and get fucked up

and then the river dreams of the bodies in its bed

and then the stones feel all 3000 degrees

and in the Zwinger yard swords go flying overhead

and the dainty fat tourists go crook in the knees.

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies,

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies.

Pale, poisoned fish by the banks of the Elbe,

strewn in the reeds, belly up to the sun,

Some afternoons in Summer I lie in the shade

of the black tower bricks and I count every one,

But my spiralling mind is unequal to the edifice,

I vertigo in just looking at my shoes,

and in the yard of the people’s ghost palace

they send the guard out to have me excused

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies,

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies.

In the ghost people's palace all the fine people sway

Dreaming of the Green Vault’s hideous display,

I collect dead krauts along the bends of the Elbe

Day after day after day after day…

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies,

So you get born with this skin and these eyes,

So you get silence when one of us dies.

Written by: Glenn Richards

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