Anne Marit Bergheim - Soviet Trumpeter lyrics

[Verse 1] Bright the shine in my horn, exiled and forlorn A damp night in Berlin, yes Soaked in alcohol, I walk up to a doll And say, "How you look good" [Pre-Chorus] Rejections follow me around Like a dagger in my back I tell you, man, it hurts I've come here to express myself 'Cause I'm tired of these chains I am tired of the strains Walking 'cross the plains Take me in you arms [Chorus] Fire red the stage I tread Elevate me, celebrate me Extroverted but full of fear The Soviet trumpeter [Verse 2] To make them dance as fairies Oh, to make them sing along So close to fever pitch And oh so close to happiness [Pre-Chorus] I'm tempted by their flesh Oh, I am tempted by their stare I don't think you dare 'Cause I am such a communist And I'm breaking down inside Though the world is open wide Drowning in its tide Take me in your arms [Chorus] Fire red the ground I tread Elevate me, celebrate me Extroverted but full of fear The Soviet trumpeter [Chorus]