Dadada Lyrics

Dadadadadadada

I am hunting for a noun

Resonant rightly writ sharply hip and competent

A criminal costume, political gown

No no no said my dada

Wrong way faux way nonsense now

No way dad I'm looking to communicate

From the grave still telling me how

I don't want your gotcha pastrolomies

I don't want the book in your head

Put the serial back in monogamies

Shake it up then wake up dead

Hey ho hola hologamy

Show me show time and how pa

Let's break bread in holy pastrolomies

Benjamin and Mustapha

Dadadadadadadadadadada

Dadadadadadada

Dadadadadadadada

Dadadadadadada

My father's son was always up for kicks

Dragged me screaming to politico

Ancient windows staring out at me

Crooked doors fancy portico

Ripped from secret hinges locked to me

I was ratted into sewers as rot

Like a dream that really happens

Before you've buried daddy's lot

The book then spoke to the captain's big yank

I'm an arrangement of words you see

The captain's handoff led to the gang plank

Then he tossed the book into the sea

I eye what is I up to

Subject object verb between

Sentence handed, a meaning crime, so

Get to the point that's the end for me