Kirchner

My face two shades of green is a
Disgusting piece of scenery
Mitzi and the girls are birds of prey
Get me to the doctor
I've cut off my right hand again
In a painting displaying my dismay

Max says I'm neurotic
And he wants to break Die Brücke up
They ran two of my woodcuts in The Storm
Someone shot the Archduke
So it's back to bloody murder
Tanks and bloody biplanes raining bombs

Grunewald was a genius
When he gave Jesus gorilla arms
These masks from Oceania are a scam
And if I have to die again
I'll die in my kimono
From the orgasms that murdered Paul Gauguin

Erna's in the studio with bronzes from Benin
Naked by the summer lake we play the mandolin
If I dress up as a soldier
Will they send me to the war?
Is carrying the future what they want to kill us for?

So I'll drink and drink and drug myself
My hands and feet are paralyzed
I cannot steer this ambulance at all
I'm driving it to Switzerland
To watch the peasants dancing
I'll shoot myself if there's another war