From The Thin White Duke:
“When I was living in my apartment in Berlin,
I would sing this at breakfast every morning.”
Oh, show me the way to the next whiskey bar
Oh, don’t ask why, no, don’t ask why
For we must find the next whiskey bar
Or if we don’t find the next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die
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“Wir trauern um Otto Piene, der unerwartet am 17.7 in Berlin gestorben ist.”