Jerusalem New York Berlin

verse 1 I know I loved you then I think I love you still But this prophecy of ours Has come back dressed to kill Three stones on a mountain Three small holes in a field You've given me the big dream But you can't make it real O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose, but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin verse 2 A hundred years or more It feels like such a dream An endless conversation since 1917 Now the battery is too hot It's burning up in its tray Young marriages are melting And dying where they lay O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose, but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin verse 3 Our tongues will fall so still Our teeth will all decay A minute feels much longer With nothing left to say So let them win the battle But don't let them restart That genocidal feeling That beats in every heart O, wicked world Just think what could have been Jerusalem, New York, Berlin All I do is lose, but baby All I want's to win Jerusalem, New York, Berlin