This is another unknown song
Unknown melody
This is a song dedicated to Nicole
(If you want to play this game
It is time to your move)

This is a song about the walls
About the empty streets,
Where have you been?
(If you want to win this game
You have to lose first)
This is a game, game I have made
This is a song funny and sad
So welcome Nicole to CABARET

Wake up and be on 'standby'
Get up and be on 'standby' 
(all the day... all the day)

Eat your breakfast, clean your face
Go to school and be OK
 Go to work, speak by phone
Be on 'standby' on and on
 Get up and be on 'standby'...

Go to market, buy some food
Visit sex shop, watch some nude
Call to friend and say some words
Be on 'standby' on and on
Get up and be on 'standby'...

Go to club, dance with girl
Back to home and wash your face
Check the message, answer phone
Be on 'standby' on and on...

Goodnight but be on 'standby'
Goodnight but be on 'standby'

Dream about..., remember dream
Call to friend and speak with him
Back to bed and sleep again
And be on standby in next day

She is free from a fire,
She is a hell's queen
She is inside and outside
She is a perfect sin

White-skin girl in the park
In white, dirty dress
Butterfly with no address

She is in my brain
She is in my heart
She is in my eyes
She is in my arms

White-skin girl in the park
In white, dirty dress
Butterfly with no address
She, She, hmmm...
Butterfly with no address

She, She, hmmm...
Butterfly with no address

I'm singing this song
Staying in the sun
I'm singing this song in the rain
I'm singing this song
Walking through the alleys
I'm singing the song for Berlin

I'm singing this song
Staying in the sun
I'm singing this song just for you
I'm singing this song
Walking through the alleys
I'm singing the song for Berlin

I'm singing this song
Staying in the sun
I'm singing this song in the rain
I'm singing this song
About the wildest city
I'm singing this song
About the Berlin

The whispers in my head
Whispers of consequences
Flowing inside me...
Fighting with my ignorance

I dream about friend
Friend with wings
And the bottle of gin
He should come
To washing all my sins

I sing my song tonight
Sitting on electric chair
Time is passing by
But I am still here
Not out there... Not...

Devil is dancing with me
Devil is dancing with you
Devil's dancing with all the people
There is nothing to do
It is civilisation

Devil is dancing with Angels
Devil is dancing with God
Devil's dancing with music
And silence (silence, silen...)
He is on your road!
(it is civilisation)

Devil is dancing,
Civilisation, Civilisation,
Devil is dancing...

I was too long under your wings
And I do not know so many things
All my fantasies are already gone
But now I feel that I am strong

And rain is falling on my skin
I feel like I dream my velvet dream
I feel like I have been here
I am sure I have been
The rain is falling on my skin

I was too long in my golden cage
It's time to stay in front of the stage
It's time to play my personal song
And nobody tells me I'm doing wrong

And rain will falling on my skin
I feel like I dream my velvet dream
I feel like I have been here
I am sure I have been
The rain is falling on my skin

The rain is falling on my skin...

When you're staying
Next to my door
I can not open them
Cause I am flying 
Flying out of my head

And I am waiting
I'm waiting for a golden rain
I know it is coming
Cause dark angels are flying
(flying over me)
And the dawn mist glowing
The dawn mist glowing

Tonight I am dying
And the dawn mist glowing
The dawn mist glowing
Goodbye... Goodbye...

Goodbye...

I am walking on the street
And I am watching the trees
And I am thinking
I wanna be a 'number nine'

'Number one' is closing door
'Number three' is on the floor
'Number eleven' is dead
I wanna be a 'number nine'

'Number five' is on air
'Number eight' is out there
'Number twelve' is all right
But I wanna be a 'number nine'

'Number two' is fucking girl
'Number ten' is in hell
'Number six' is crossing line
But I wanna be a 'number nine'

'Number seven' drinking dreams
'Number four' is making scream
'Number zero' tried to fly
But I wanna be a 'number nine'

I am walking on the street
And I am watching the trees
And I am thinking
I wanna be a 'number nine'
But I don't know why...?
This is my homophobia 'number 9'

Automatic people, Automatic love
Automatic cities, Automatic sun
Automatic sex, Automatic money
Automatic schools, Automatic rules

Automatic God, Automatic food
Automatic music, Automatic look
Automatic friendship, Automatic freedom
Automatic space, Automatic people

Take me home
Take me home from Berlin
And give me back...
Give me back my Berlin Wall*

(telephone speach):
This is my life, Automatic love
Automatic sex and money
Even God is automatic
Automatic friendship and freedom
And many automatic people
I do not want to be here
I want to come back home
Take me home from Berlin
And give me back...
Give me back my Berlin Wall*

* Author: Leonard Cohen