Tristan Tzara — Song 7

Shake off your flesh, shake off Take off your dress, take off Shake off your flesh, shake off Take off your dress, take off Shake off your flesh, shake off Take off your dress, take off Shake off your flesh, shake off Take off your dress, take off There is a hole in the story There is piss in your glory There are people who worry But I refuse myself To believe and I renounce Myself, too incomplete To articulate something Out of nothing And I refuse myself And I renounce myself And I piss myself Over and over Like I said There's a hole In my head Like I said There's a hole In my head Like I said There's a hole In my head