It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
It smells like beer
God, how good we are
It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
It smells like beer
Give me your hand
It's full of Uylenspiegel
And his cousins
And great-cousins
Of Bruegel the Elder
It's full of wind from north
Who bites like a dog
The sleeping port
A full stomach
It smells of beer
From London to Berlin
It smells like beer
God, how good we are
It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
It smells of beer
Give me your hand
It's full of full glasses
Which are going to a fair
As people go to mass
Old people in the morning
It's full of dead days
And frozen loves
At home there is only Summer
Let girls have bodies
It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
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From London to Berlin
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It's full of graduates
Who cherish their memories
By dripping with laughter
Their furry animals white
It's full of beginners
Who are curing their pox
By prancing
De, Prosit en, Skoll
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From London to Berlin
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God, how good we are
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It's full of Godferdomme
It's full of Amsterdam
It's full of men's hands
On women's rumps
It's full of mémà ¨ers
Who have always
A breast for beer
A breast for love
It smells like beer
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It smells like beer
God, we're good
It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
It smells like beer
Give me your hand
It's full of horizons
A drive you crazy
But alcohol is blond
The devil is us
People without Spain
Need both
We make mountains
With what we can
It smells like beer
From London to Berlin
It smells like beer
Give me your hand

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