Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
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My name is Alex?, and I run a small bar in the Zamalek district of Cairo. I work long hours, keep the place tidy, keep a good order, keep a good reputation with the police. Been here 6 years,
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but I wouldn't say I'm settled, I just live here. I'm 36, I'm in reasonable shape, I keep the al cohol abuse in its place, I'm extremely pleased with myself.
Verse 2
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Tonight, well, it's a pretty nor mal night. We've got the expats, we've got local businessmen,
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the odd backpacker, the odd student. And they all sit around watching MTV, and eyeing each other up.
Verse 3
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And it's quiet except for this couple of German cotton buyers, who both turn out to come from Munich, and get into a heated row about the worth of marriage,
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and? and 1868, and uh, when they get a bit too loud, I move in, calm things down, make a couple crap jokes.
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They shake hands, make some plans for the night,
and head off together through the back door.
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Which comes as some surprise to me.
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Cause I've been here six years,
and I never knew there WAS a back door.
Verse 7
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I walk over. Stare at it. I'd swear it wasn't there before. But
there it is. And I'm not even sure where it's gonna come out.
So I try it. Turn the handle,
and step out into...
Munich.
Verse 8
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I've stepped right out onto the Grafinger Strasse,
surrounded by crowds of people going shopping, going drinking.
Verse 9
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I don't move. My heart's beating very fast,
Verse 10
and I'm wondering if too much experimentation in my past is coming back to haunt me.
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But this is no hallucination.
These are real living breathing people.
Verse 11
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I turn around and the
door's still there.
I go back inside,
and yes it's the same bar.
It's the same bar but as I look to my left as I walk through,
there's another door, just like this one.
Verse 12
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I look at the door. I feel like the
door's looking back.
And if the door could smile, this one would have a nasty spiny- toothed sarcastic smile,
from its beaten- up laminated face.
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Gotta do it. Got no choice.
I'll go through.
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Verse 14
This is the Shibuya district of Tokyo.
I remember it well.
Taught English here once.
The arab? neon signs became European
neon signs and now Japanese signs.
Same neon, different spirit.
Now two Japanese girls
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slip past me
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