"Berlin Floor Show" genre: Alternative General
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	An exploration of decadence and its repercussions.
	CD: Berlin Floor Show (CD single) Credits: c. 2002 Joshua Ellis.
	Story Behind the Song Bits of this song were written over a period of about seven years. It was recorded digitally using a single guitar, an 18-track mixer, a Yamaha dynamic mic and a laptop. The lead guitar reflects my recent attempts to apply Ornette Coleman's ideas for jazz to basic Delta blues -- free blues, if you like. The lyrics explain themselves; I was interested in recreating some of the ambiance of Weimar Republic-era Germany, combined with the lonesome feel of American blues. Lyrics Greta married for money And divorced for shame Now she's living on the remnants Of her family name She plays the strasse with The boys that she cruises She hides her smile but she Shows her bruises Michael used to make movies In the indie scene Till his muse ran away With a beauty queen Now it's heroin and roses Every night of the week Those bloodstains are ugly But they sure are chic Something like a murder Something like as low as you can go Something like recrimination Something like a Berlin Floor Show I saw you on a broadcast of the BBC And my lord You still look good to me You were smiling at the man With the microphone And in the back of my mind I could still hear you moan I could hurt you, baby If it's what you're asking I ain't Launcelot You ain't no lady fair I could keep you coming In the middle of the night I could keep you grasping At the empty air Something like a murder Something like as low as you can go Something like desolation Something like a Berlin Floor Show You tell me how you really Love the glamour You love the cafes And the cabaret You ask me if I'm Coming home tonight I can't think of a single Thing to say You were so pretty Back in Indiana You were such a lovely Homecoming queen Now you're decked out In Milano leather Now you want someone To tell you this is just a dream Something like a murder Something like as low as you can go Something like desolation Something like a Berlin Floor Show Something like a murder Something like as low as you can go Nothing like absolution There's nothing like a Berlin Floor Show

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