stylish like the avengers
sometimes
when my man is in the mood for shopping
I drop him at the nearest mall
and he’ll want it all
that’s when the lure is trying to catch him,
the latest fashion, the electronic toys,
the wanna-haves and –bes for boys
there he’ll find out what to wear
and who is he gonna be?
and in the nearest future
he’ll burn his wardrobe.
there he’ll dump his salary
and soon return to me -
stylish like the avengers
meanwhile I go to some museum
and there I dive into something
that I hopefully haven’t seen before
I want the artists to redesign my view,
to rock me, to shock me!
wanna be thrilled to bits or driven to tears
there I get the sort of flair,
this urban feel of being -
stylish like the avengers
there I turn from mouse to vamp,
a cosmopolitan tramp -
stylish like the avengers
later, headlessly in thoughts,
I step out onto the pedestrian zone
when my self-centered shilly-shally mood
gets severely interrupted
as I hear a crowd of Tamil refugees,
fists in the air,
desperately shouting:
Deutschland! Deutschland! Öffne deine Augen!
Du bist unsre letzte Hoffnung!
Deutschland! Deutschland! Öffne deine Augen!
Du bist unsre letzte Hoffnung!