Hagen im Garten

We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in in the morning
We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in from the garden
Time devoured our gyrations
Of long nights out being brazen
Catch ourselves in the bathroom
Cold light frames our reflection
We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in in the morning

We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in from the garden
Cycling down the empty road
Taps keep playing to the sound of the radio
Look what the cat's dragged in
A Boadicea for the new age
Look what the cat's dragged in
Softly goes with the door key
We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in in the morning

We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in from the garden
Cycling down the empty road
Taps keep playing to the sound of the radio
We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in in the morning
We'll look like Nina Hagen
When we come in from the garden