come on people
come on come on
come and gather 'round
put away your knives and forks and spoons
and sit right down
lay your heads upon the railing
close your little eyes
soon you will receive our famous lexical surprise

everybody in this picture
has another face
everybody on the planet's
longing for a taste
of something slightly left of ordinary
special and unique
anything except all of this talk
about world war III
someone must have something else to say
maybe in some brand new language

chorus:

i don't know
i don't know
i don't know
i just don't know

es ist zimelich ungew'lnich
this is something new
but these glottal babblings are difficult to do
you wonder what can be the meaning
of a chorus such as this
well, meaning, if you'll think about it
probably don't exist
reasonable men are dangerous
remember germany

(chorus)

thank you for your kind attention
you are now dismissed
for your future musing please accept
these useful hints:
effect here in this universe is infinite, it's true
intent however seems to be reducible to two
(that's twice)
so while we sit here waiting for the proof
let us join together in a tune

umore
umore
je suis une valise vide aussi
umore
umore
je n'ai rien a declarer

this one is for mr. schwitters
this one is for kurt
e toqto to tkagoqdi
exuaigemaeo koqta merz
this one's got a snappy chorus
you can sing along
see, there is beauty even in the garbage
sing the garbage song

you just go:

futt futt futt
futt futt futt
bah!
i am stupid
futt futt futt
futt futt futt
bah!
i am stupid
futt futt futt
futt futt futt
yes
i am stupid
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt

this one has no doubt confused you.
you are maybe hurt'
do not let this life abuse you
you are not so worthless:

(A) you're an integral and valuable
part of some master plan, or
(B) clearly as important as a dirtclod
or that can

sing it out now:

futt futt futt
futt futt futt
bah!
i am stupid
futt futt futt
futt futt futt
bah!
i am stupid
futt futt futt
futt futt futt
yes
i am stupid
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt
futt futt futt futt

umore
umore
je suis une valise vide aussi
umore
umore
je n'ai rien a declarer

["umore" was a phrase coined by dada prototype jacques vach' during world war I. by it he meant something approaching the point of enlightenment beyond which the futility of life becomes comic. vach' killed himself in 1919 at the age of twenty-three.]