By the holy holy fire
This desire by thy will
Durst inhabit on the earth
Thy birth within me beats me still

I may not learn most every part
But from the heart I can speak
My invention is my time
My crime is that my strength is weak

But we must leave with what we got
We must travel on our way
Every step to what we're not
The last chance to take a shot
Every single Dada day

If somehow I never die
That would be the greatest curse
Lest myself become what I
Truly thought me at my worst

All my measure is a pleasure
All my life is as you take it
All my theatre as you like it
All my heart is as you make it
I am mortgaged to the hilt
All I am is what I owe
I've torn down all that I've built
I've unlearned all that I know

Now at last
Free to nonsense
Free to live
Without pretense
Free to love
In present tense
Free to go
I know not whence

We must leave with what we got
We must travel on our way
Every step to what we're not
The last chance to take a shot
Every single Dada day