[INTRO — whispered male baritone, solo piano, distant trumpet] Welcome to Berlin, mein Schatz. Where the saints wear black And the sinners wear diamonds. The clock strikes twelve. The devil's awake. Band... play! [VERSE 1 — deep, sly vocals; upright bass and brushed snare] Black boots clicking on a rain-soaked street, Red lips laughing to a backroom beat. The night's too young and the rent's unpaid, Come on, darling, let's misbehave. [PRE-CHORUS — brass rising, whispered backing vocals] Oh, the lights burn low, And the wild hearts know— When the moon hangs red above the town, There's no way out when the beat goes down. [CHORUS — pounding drums, brass stabs, theatrical baritone] Dirty Berlin dance! Give the devil one more chance! Shake your soul and lose your name, Nothing here will stay the same. Kiss me once, then take your chance— Come alive in the Dirty Berlin Dance! [POST-CHORUS — gang whispers and stomping rhythm] Hey! Hey! One more sin! Hey! Hey! Let the darkness in! Hey! Hey! Don't ask why! Dance until the angels cry! [VERSE 2 — rhythmic, half-spoken vocal] The piano's drunk, but the trumpet's clean, The prettiest wreck that you've ever seen. No one asks where you've been before, Just leave your conscience outside the door. [PRE-CHORUS — bass drops out, snare roll builds] Oh, the lights burn low, And the wild hearts know— When the last train disappears from sight, We belong to the city tonight. [CHORUS — full brass, heavy dance groove] Dirty Berlin dance! Give the devil one more chance! Shake your soul and lose your name, Nothing here will stay the same. Kiss me once, then take your chance— Come alive in the Dirty Berlin Dance! [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK — extended cabaret drum solo] [Military snare rolls] [Low brass riff] [Upright bass walking faster] [Trumpets answering the drums] MALE WHISPERS: One more drink... One more kiss... One more night You won't remember this. [BRIDGE — intimate piano, smoky baritone] We are the beautiful, the damned, The broken hearts, the shaking hands. And when the final curtains fall, The night will never judge us all. [BUILD — stomping feet, rising brass, snare crescendo] Left foot! Right foot! Heart of stone! Dance like the city's your very own! [FINAL CHORUS — explosive brass, layered male vocals] Dirty Berlin dance! Give the devil one more chance! Shake your soul and lose your name, Nothing here will stay the same. [FINAL CHANT — call and response] [LEAD: ]Who owns the night? [CROWD:] BERLIN! [LEAD:] Who pays the price? [CROWD:] BERLIN! [LEAD:] Who's still dancing When the morning breaks? [CROWD:] THE DAMNED! THE DAMNED! THE BEAUTIFUL AND FAKE! [OUTRO — drums stop, lone piano and muted trumpet] The clock strikes six. The streets turn grey. Put on your coat, mein Schatz. We've danced our lives away. [Whisper] Same time tomorrow? [One final trumpet note. Silence.]
