Across the countryside, the girls are eating Marks
Discussing modern theories on philosophy and art
They spend their worthless currency on pleasures after dark
It’s of morphine in the cabaret, can’t blame them it’s been hard
Living between the endless wars, under a parliament of bores
Beside the rubble of the churches and schools that stood before
Is this all wrong, all that they want is to feel seen
They’re putting on their makeup like the girls in glamour magazines
Pretty girls in pretty dresses
Great wars and great depressions
Both for pleasure, lovely Weimar girls
Weimar girls like to stay out late
They put out on the second date
They’re not naïve, they just want play
Because they may only have today
They watch the Mark hyperinflate
Watch as the empire incubates
On ideology of hate
While in totalitarian state
Weimar girls
What can we do?
What can we do?
Weimar girls
Tell me the truth
Are we all doomed?
Even in my moderate world
You’ll always be my Weimar girls
So hold me as we watch it all repeat
Weimar girls
Tell me the truth
Are we all doomed?
