The Ballad of Johnny Burma

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...