Abwarts - Moon Of Alabama lyrics

Oh show me the way to the next whiskey bar Oh don't ask why No don't ask why For we must find the next whiskey bar Or if we don't find the next whiskey bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you I tell you I tell you we must die Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh you know why Oh moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh you know why Oh moon of Alabama It's time to say goodbye We've lost our good old mama I must have whiskey Oh you know why Goodbye Moon of New York, moon of San Francisco Moon of Berlin moon of Tokyo Moon of Deutsche Demokratische Republik Moon of BRD, goodbye Oh show us the way to the next little Deutschmark Oh don't ask why Oh don't ask why For we must find the next little Deutschmark I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you I tell you I tell you we must die... Oh show us the way to the next little Deutschmark... [c/o Bertolt Brecht & Kurt Weill / 1927]