European Rails

They ripped me up in Budapest
Neon lights and a little man
With an evil heart and empty eyes
Remember brother George in Praha
And his twitchy and twirly green eyebrows
And the hookers awaiting their prayers in the looming light alleys
And how they try to sneak bucks out of your pockets
And dazzling you with their white sugar teeth
Travelling south on the east trail
With the caterwaul howling from the north
O violet blue Berlin
In your beautiful summer rain
With your upright structure
And well aimed streets
The check point of death
But now the holocaust is gone from your eyes
The destiny to kill the same reasons at the same costs
Now it’s just another country
Wearing the truth of the hangman’s blues
Twilight country of Romania
No golden suburbias here
But a palace big enough for the whole universe
The melting witch of Sofia
In a jacket way too big
With posture proud, angry and sad
She gives all experience you need
When you’re an explorer of the east
Packed with guilt and conscience in denial
Just another one of those backpackers on the run
Travelling south on the east trail
With the caterwaul howling from the north