Fieber

I get up, then lie back down,
it's too hot to really enjoy this town.
a single step, sweat drips from my chin,
I pack my junk in ice, let it chill within.

The city's losing it, crying for a breeze,
you're wiped out when you spend time in the heat.
All the ladies half-naked in tight little strings,
at least that's one fact that I find appealing!

I got a fever, lying on my back,
I need weapons for a war against the gnats.
I'm hallucinating, my lips are dry,
and dreaming of snowflakes and ski lodges nearby.

My face is shining, I'm soaked through,
fighting my way to the fridge, grab a fresh shirt too.
Don't need a will, even the last cent's spent,
I'm buying an air conditioner, 'cause:

Hook:

My city's got a fever, it's dripping and sticky!
We're feeling heavy, and our heads are dizzy!
We're like an old dog barely standing still,
we've messed it up, the doc's coming in late for the thrill!

Big B. by the Spree,
the winter feels good, but summer's a pain, you see.
The sun's blazing, trash cans are smoking,
beneath the linden trees, it's like under palm trees, no joking.

The air's stagnant, smog hovers above,
I'm cancer, getting cooked alive, no love.
My neighborhood: a swamp, a shabby hole,
when it rains, the walkways connect the blocks, that's the toll.

I head to the post office, machete in hand.
Relatives from Sweden send IKEA packages, man.
Supplies cost a fortune, it's a real grind,
I steal the last fishbone from my cat, never mind.

My face is shining, I'm soaked through,
fighting my way to the fridge, grab a fresh shirt too.
Don't need a will, the West is asleep,
until the whole damn cursed cauldron's on fire, deep!

Hook

Maxim K.i.Z.:

I seal my windows 'cause it's always bright,
forget May Day, the cars burn on their own tonight!
I need a shady spot for me and my big clan,
that's why I'm fighting for a job in the coal mine, man.

Yesterday the kids splashed in the Spree,
I tuck a fifty in my shorts for a rain dance spree!
Sylt's gone, it says so in the news,
at least that's one fact that I find to amuse!

Nico K.i.Z.:

I step outside, it's really hot,
maybe I won't be here tomorrow, who knows a lot?
it gets me off that the city stinks like shit,
and I'm sinking up to my junk in the asphalt bit.

Huge crowds are heading towards Alaska,
the only liquid in the city is my ass water, ha!
Hyenas tear dry folks apart in the park,
spontaneous combustions happen every day, stark!

Tarek K.i.Z.:

You wanna know what devil's got you in a bind?
I had a big sack, and you had a heat stroke, blind.
Hydrants explode, old folks dehydrate,
I hop on a camel, give a command, don’t wait!

And the caravan seeks new living space,
Berlin stinks of stranded Spree maidens, what a place.
Here live thugs who'd kill you for a shower,
the street cats search and grill with a magnifying power!

Hook (2x)