Berlin

Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7  Cm  Gm7  Cm  Dm7  Cm  Gm7  Cm  Dm7

Gm            Dm7       Gm              Dm7
   The mascara'd blonde    from the Berliner bar
Gm          Dm7            Gm             Dm7
   Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze
Cm            Gm7         Cm           Gm7
   Black leather crackles    and cold water runs
Cm                    Gm7          Cm     Gm7
   As she touches the walls of her memory maze

Gm             Dm7            Gm         Dm7
   And the shadows of men she has known fill her day
Gm                     Dm7          Gm        Dm7
   She's held half the world in her arms so they say
Cm                  Gm7          Cm             Gm7
   But she wakes up without them    with a hole in her heart
Cm                     Gm7                Cm          Gm7
   And she puts on her clothes, lives her life behind bars

Dm  Am7  Dm  Am7  Dm  Am7  Dm  Am7

Gm            Dm7       Gm              Dm7
   The mascara'd blonde    from the Berliner bar
Gm       Dm7                Gm              Dm7
   Sighs at the skylight, gets lost in the haze
Cm            Gm7         Cm           Gm7
   Black leather crackles    and cold water runs
Cm                    Gm7          Cm     Gm7
   As she touches the walls of her memory maze

Em  Bm  Em  Bm  Em  Bm  Em  Bm

Em             Bm               C        D
   Someone got stranded in no man's land
Em                Bm               C                 D
   Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping hands
Em        Bm                      C  D
   Nobody knows whose side he was on
Em                      Bm               C    D
   It's a risk that you take in no man's land
Em        Bm                  C      D
   Nobody knows what made him decide
Em            Bm             C          D
   To run for freedom and to certain suicide
Em                        Bm                C         D
   When they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl
Em                  Bm              C            D
   He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin party girl

E7sus4  E7  E7sus4  E7  E7sus4  E7  E7sus4  E7  E7sus4  E7

E7sus4                                E7
Come in from your checkpoints on your lonely roads
E7sus4                            E7
Come in from your ditches in your silent fields
        E7sus4                 E7
Where intensified light from a rifle sight
          E7sus4
Makes the darkness day
        E7                  E7sus4  E7  E7sus4  E7
And the day too bright, too bright

       E7sus4              E7
And we wake up without you
   E7sus4              E7
We wake up without you
   E7sus4              E7
We wake up without you
   E7sus4          E7
We wake up without you

       Gm          Dm7
With a hole in our hearts
       Gm          Dm7    Cm  Gm7  Cm  Gm7
With a hole in our hearts

    Gm                  Dm7
You mad dog shaven head bottle-boy freaks
   Gm                 Dm7
In Martens and khaki, drunk on sake
    Cm                       Gm7
You stare at yourself in the cruel flush of dawn
Cm                      Gm7
Terrified, sunken-eyed, withered and drawn
    Gm                      Dm7
The butcher, the baker, the munitions maker
    Gm                 Dm7
The over-achiever, the armistice breaker
    Cm                       Gm7
The freebase instructor, the lightning conductor
    Cm                      Gm7
The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the tailor
    Gm                       Dm7
The black market mailer, the quick and the dead
    Gm                    Dm7
The spotlight dancer, the quick and the dead
    Cm                 Gm7     Cm                 Gm7  Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7
The quick and the dead,    the quick and the dead

   Cm                  Gm7
We wake up without you
   Cm                  Gm7
We wake up without you

       Gm Dm7           Gm  Dm7  Cm  Gm7  Cm  Gm7
With a hole in our hearts

Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7  Cm  Gm7  Cm  Gm7  Gm  Dm7  Gm  Dm7

Gm               Dm7    Gm                   Dm7
   The mascara'd blonde    from the Berliner bar
Eb       Dm             Gsus4
Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze