Hardcore, but they don’t know the score
Hardcore, but they don’t know the score
Midnight. Berlin. You want to go a club. You see the sign:
It looks the part. Reassuringly brusque bouncer. Cool Berliners moving to German art-rock sounds.
And then you here a cheer go up.
A song starts. The crowd love it.
The floor fills up with cool Berlin groovecats.
But what’s the song?
This is the last time by Keane. How stupid of you not to guess.
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