Re-feel-it - Bettie Serveert

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

Funny, 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

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