00:01There's a hungry bastard under my skin these nights every time somebody says, wait, back up, Berlin in 70, you
00:07know the drill, show your papers, keep your mouth shut, stay on your side of the wall, work for the
00:12state, work for the Camarilla, we had no future so we made noise, it turned out the republic was easily
00:19offended and didn't like punks, so the Camarilla, who knew, one pamphlet bought me a cell on a very educational
00:25discussion about fingernails with a Statsi, then some kindred decided I needed saving
00:29and embraced me, went down a mortal junkie, came back an undead one, when the wall came down everybody said
00:35Berlin was free, but the Camarilla still had the rules, tower says to know your place, anarch say fuck your
00:41place, but then every gang drew a border and suddenly crossing Berlin feels familiar again, 40 years of yes boss,
00:49sorry boss, need a runner lens, need a cook lens, need someone to blame, well, but cooking drugs was always
00:56my real thing, the embrace just grew the customer base, and they call me
00:59an alchemist, I know who owes who, who needs what, and somehow I'm the one who owes everyone, then Alice
01:05shows up, doesn't owe anyone, she just takes, pretty anarch for a Cammy if you ask me, so yeah, I
01:11got inspired, I'm done being a nobody
