Steeds kwam 'ie een stukje dichterbij en dichterbij,
ons goed in de gaten houdend. Zijn zintuigen op scherp,
maar ik kan je verzekeren die van mij waren nog scherper waren,
klaar om er snel van tussen te gaan:

Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey
There’s straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely

My, my,
Sun is pie
There’s fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely

And all the world is football-shaped
It’s just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
I’ve got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
’tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime

Hey hey,
Night fights day
There’s food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty one’s can all die slowly ,
All die slowly

etc...

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyX75NpibdU&feature=related)