People did not like that man Max Ernst. 

(The Blessed Virgin Chastises the Infant Jesus) 

He was so irrational Max Ernst. 

(Garden Airplane-Trap, Garden Airplane-Trap) 

The pleasures of the sight 

The pleasures of the flesh 

The vanities of life 

He loved them all. 

In the pretty house they go away. 

(In the pretty house, In the pretty house) 

In that pretty house they do not stay. 

(Not in the pretty house, Not in the pretty house) 

In the burning sea 

In the laughing lights 

In the luminous sea 

In the brash gold night 

In the turtle's head I blacked out fast. 

In the city's halls always it laughed. 

HA HA HA HA HA HA 

Dada 

Dada 

Dada...