Come to Berlin, let yourself in

I don't think there's a lock upon the door

Play the Verma,* I don't think I can

My zither doesn't slither any more

All night long in a voluble way I listen to the radio it said

Four of a kind.

Waiting silently for you

With four of a kind

Painting toenails into blue.

I had a word to the absurd

Gnome who stood and laughed upon my lawn

He shook his head, he looked half-dead

I knew that he was inwardly quite torn

Some romance in a cellular way had tripped him and he fell upon his nose

He's one of a kind

Laughing wildly at the moon.

One of a kind

Hope he goes away quite soon.

Viking feeling now this Viking healing*

There's a Viking kneeling at the flower bed

Horns unveiling to the sky's he's wailing

I suppose his sailing is a state of mind.

In a solular way someone has to pay for all this

Five of a kind - five of a kind

Wander through the artichokes

Five of a kind

Maybe it will be the lochs*

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