A dark reworking of the well known tune Daisy Bell (1892) |
| “Dazy Hell” Dazy, Dazy, allow me to nip your bud. I’m half crazy for th' iron in your blood. It won’t be a longish huggin'. I must cut short my clubbin', 'fore dawn bleeds red, asleep in bed in a casket snug for a stud. Mikey, Mikey, here is your answer true. I’m not crazed to be stuck forever with you. I'm cloaked in silver and garlic flesh rubbed to give you colic ‘Cuz no one pecks upon my neck in a casket built just for you. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.102] (22.juni.2021) For
Original version (1892) First sung by a computer in 1961: |