Soviet Trumpeter
Katzenjammer Lyrics

Bright the shine in my horn exiled and forlorn, a damp night in Berlin - yes
Feeling isolated and alone in Berlin, I play my trumpet passionately, despite my melancholic state.

Soaked in alcohol I walk up to a doll and say 'how you look good'
In a drunken stupor, I approach a woman and drunkenly compliment her appearance.

Rejections follow me around like a dagger in my back, I tell you man it hurts
I constantly face rejection, which feels like a painful stab in the back.

I've come here to express myself 'cause I'm tired of these chains
My desire to express myself is fueled by a need to break free from societal constraints.

I am tired of the strains, walking 'cross the plains, take me in your arms
I am exhausted from the challenges of traveling and performing, and seek comfort in someone's embrace.

To make them dance as fairies, oh, to make them sing along
My goal is to enchant and excite my audience, making them move and sing along joyfully.

So close to fever pitch and oh so close to happiness
I am on the brink of absolute euphoria, teetering on the edge of complete happiness.

I'm tempted by their flesh oh I am tempted by their stare, I don't think you dare
Attracted to my audience, I am tempted to pursue them despite the potential consequences.

'cause I am such a communist and I'm breaking down inside, though the world is open wide drowning in it's tide take me in your arms
As a communist, I am struggling internally, and despite the vastness of the world, I seek someone's comfort and support.

Fire red, the ground I tread, Elevate me, celebrate me, Extroverted but full of fear, The Soviet trumpeter
As a passionate performer, I demand that my audience elevates and celebrates me, despite my inner fear and turmoil as a Soviet trumpeter.