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I didn't have to sleep long
I might not sleep at all
Because my city was wide awake
I knew every place there
Warsaw streets, clubs, buses and taxis
Streets full of bottles, bottle caps, trampled cigarettes
And now they tell me:
Play nicer tunes!
Tunes that will not interrupt ads
Music-wise, I am a child of the 90s
of the first crowded clubs
where a city DJ brought his vinyl records in a bag
I was everywhere
Music was my drug
And the sounds were going straight to my stomach
Music is my drug
I do not use anything else
I neither use nor drink
(I have too little time)
Music is my drug
Music is my hometown
(I have too little time)
I already have too little time
Music prevents me from getting old
(I have too little time)
I put my headphones on
It's a silent disco
A quiet disco
And my back is soaked in sweat
Bush Babies
Nightmares on Wax
Berlin dab techno put me in a trance
If you think I’m weird,
Honestly, I don’t care at all
live and let me live the way I like it
And I like being alive
I’ve never been dead yet
I go to local stores
I buy bread there
I buy tomatoes there
I am constantly on the move
I have been repairing my bikes in the same place for the last 35 years
I have lived in the same apartment building for 35 years
Music is my drug
I do not use anything else
I neither use nor drink
(I have too little time)
Music is my drug
My hometown
(I have too little time)
I already have too little time
Music keeps me from getting old
(I have too little time)
I put my headphones on
That’s my silent disco
A quiet disco
And my back is soaked in sweat
Sometimes I feel like the world started talking in a strange
language which is unknown to me
I put my headphones on
My head becomes light
And falls freely forward
It falls freely backwards
My lungs get fresh air
Music is my drug
I throw jackets out of the closet
I throw away my formal white shirts
I have too little time
to dress up
I have too little time
To meet expectations
Unknown chemical reactions take place in my head
Shoulders, hips and hands begin to wave freely
You can see me walking around the room
Without losing a beat
You also put your headphones on
You start to wave with me
And we move more and more
The light gets inside
The light shines through the blinds
It pierces the curtains
As if someone turned on the electricity and powered the entire city
And suddenly we're not poor anymore
We are not tired either
And when it's time to say goodbye
We will do the 90s in our city
Dab techno will put us in a trance
And piano chords will go
Pa papapa pa pa pa
Pa papapa pa pa pa
Pa pa pa
They will pierce our hearts
This is how I imagine it to happen