Re -feel -it -Bettie Serveert
Composer ：Peter Visser /Herman Bunskoeke /Carol Van Dijk /Berend Dubbe
Funny
How we run around
And see what we got
We don't even know what it is we found
And honey take a look around
By the time we get there
We won't
Even know where it is we're bound
Sometimes
When I look at you
It seems you're the one
Who's having more fun
It's smiling through
And honey
How we hit the ground
And see where we got
Ain't it funny or what
Just look around
This is the wicked lounge
Nothing's up that won't come down
Mum's behind the curtains prying
Say my dear
At least we're trying
The sucking mouth of the lamprey say
Then give me a reason
The horny teeth that killed the prey
Now give me a reason
Attacked by the polished dream
The likes you find in a college
Seems like a flexible friend
Someday your forehead
Will dome in and drop dead
Attacked by the polished dream
The likes you find in a college
Seems like a preferable end
This is the wicked lounge
Nothing's up that won't come down
Mum's behind the curtains prying
Say my dear
At least we're trying
Um let's feel
Um let's feel