2020.11.03.
We are still
It's aboutBlumenau, municipal public housing,
The southeast tangent (1), morning traffic
November days in gray-on-gray
Photo-tourism, super disasters
The time of the Kaiser (2), construction on the ring road (3),
Central displays of celebrity corpses,
Most-loved is to chew on schnitzel,
Not just the Danube (4), blue, so blue...
Here, everything stays just as it is,
Which is why nothing is so quickly missed.
What doesn't fit in here, doesn't belong
And so we are still in...
Marveled at by the whole world,
Where whatever you believe in still counts,
We could also move away from here,
But we are still in...
Peter Nidezky, Interpol,
Uncle Willis, Rohypnol,
Our media monopoly,
The main thing is lots of alcohol...
Federal capital city,
Where everyone has something to blab about.
A Ferris wheel (5) and a plaza,
Which has not had only heroes for so long,
History takes place.
Here, everything stays just as it is,
Which is why nothing is so quickly missed.
What doesn't fit in here, doesn't belong
And so we are still in...
Marveled at by the whole world,
Where whatever you believe in still counts,
We could also move away from here,
But we are still in...
Rapid or Austria, Viennese sports-club
and Viennese musical super-star,
Donauinsel (6), year after year,
Volksgarten (7), Roxy, Chelsea, Flex,
Anonymous one-night-stands,
Ambros, Danzer, Fendrich,
Their lives seem endless... and finite
Here, everything stays just as it is,
Which is why nothing is so quickly missed.
What doesn't fit in here, doesn't belong
And so we are still in...
Marveled at by the whole world,
Where whatever you believe in still counts,
We could also move away,
But we are still in...
It's about beautiful summer days,
A location in central Europe.
Good quality of life,
Which it seems not everybody understands.
And also the 23 hard blows (8),
Models of love-hate perfection.
And when I'm sometimes cheeky,
It can be hard to get out, if you're already in.
Old friends make sense,
I'm still getting up,
I'm still getting up...
Here, everything stays just as it is,
Which is why nothing is so quickly missed.
What doesn't fit in here, doesn't belong
And so we are still in...
Marveled at by the whole world,
Where whatever you believe in still counts,
We could also move away from here,
But we are still in Vienna.