paroles de chanson Suburban Dream (Live) - David Kramer

Well, I bought a house, it's a beautiful house, in Merero Panorama
Got Sardinian doors,
Pine-green floors, the walls are in Spanish plaster
You should see the gate, hell,
It's a nice gate, in the shape of a wagon wheel
To protect us for harm,
There's a burglar alarm, it's safer that way I feel
I said oooh, I'm living the Surburban dream
Ja, I'm mowing my lawn, keeping my motor cars clean
Ah, this is the life, eith the kids and the wife
But somehow, somehow, somehow, it's not what it seems
It's not what it seems
Dis 'n wonnerlike huis, met moderne kombuis
Sure to impress my friends
Cause the house is quiet large with a
Double garage, to park my Mercedes Benz
It's got a brand new roof,
An asbestos roof, the guttering is painted blue
And round the back, there's a braaivleis plek
For the girls, there's a seperate loo
I said "ummh, I'm living the Surburban dream
Ja, I'm mowing my lawn, keeping my motor cars clean
Oh, this is the life, eith the kids and the wife
But somehow, somehow, somehow, it's not what it seems
It's not what it seems
You should see the lounge, hell, it's a nice lounge
With a floral rug on the floor
And we bought a new suite, with ball - and - claw feet
And hung beads, where there should be a door
And in the kitchen there's a clock, it's an old cuckoo clock
With the wood pendulums swings
And the funny little bird, who's voice I've never heard
Who comes out, but never sings
Ja, there's a funny little bird, who's voice I've never heard
Who comes out, but never sings