this is the song of a dadaist who had dada in his heart he tore his motor apart he had dada in his heart the elevator lugged a king he was a lumpy frail machine he cut his right arm to the bone sent it to the pope in rome that’s why later the elevator had no more dada in its heart eat your chocolate wash your brain dada dada gulp some rain . this is the song of a bicyclist who loved dada from the start she therefore was a dadaist like all with dada in their heart but her husband on new year’s day learned everything & in a crisis sent to the vatican right away their two bodies in two suitcases nor the bicyclist nor the man was ever happy or sad again drink some bird’s milk wash your sweets dada dada eat your meatSourceThe script ran 0.006 seconds.
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