There's a place, where pretty people congregate,
where hearts are broken and made, all with a southern phrase.
Well Nietzsche found the superman, so Germany keeps building them, in Bavaria.
I've seen the stars, in Bavaria, but they can't see me.
No, I don't think so. 'Cos it's hard to stand out in an outstanding crowd but I'll try,
yeah I'll try....
To be happy, not intimated, by the skin that he's created.
Jesus gave you fire eyes so you could tease and hypnotize in Bavaria.
I've seen the stars, in Bavaria, but they can't see me, no I don't think so.
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