Lyrics: Stuart Davis. Self Titled. Dresden.

You people come here
from hell and hinter
to see the sites
and point your finger
I just met you
but I know where you're from
Something tells me
you're not just acting dumb

You need a local
to show you 'round this place
I become a tour guide
when I see a pretty face

Come and soak in Dresden
The heavy calm, the fire bombs
It's all here in Dresden
You're always close to something's ghost
Stop off, tour the holocaust

You know it was a night like this
in the dead of winter
The sky turned into airplanes
our families turned to cinders
I live in this one, let's step inside
You look like Bambi
when you do that with your eyes

Whaddya' wanna drink?
there's vodka, wine, and beer
But I only got one glass
so you gotta sit over here

Come and soak in Dresden
Where people live
in the ashes of their relatives
It's all here in Dresden
You never learn
how many Germans burned
Stop off, tour the holocaust

I know you're nervous
I think that's sweet
It's always awkward
when two new bodies meet
Just open your shell
and offer me a pearl
I am collecting
a string of Jewish girls

Come and soak in Dresden
The beauty here
always ends up smeared
It's all here in Dresden
Like World War Two
coming into you
Stop off, tour the holocaust