Wat zijn wij aan het doen?

5 april 1999
Tekst aan het schrijven. Nieuwste liedje van Yoghurt:

Thieves may steal her

The empty fields, no longer empty now
Unfold undaunted to the sun
My sweat returns, to scourge me from the brow
Am I the feeling it has just begun


Would you be out here, in other ways
Just the way I'd get the gold to shine
Time has come in any case
Alter all to give you back what's mine

It's a hard life, take it the way it leaves
Sad and lonely, one and only
Thieves may steal her, hit and run
Try and live her, hit and run

These are the rural years, out in the open
Fences stretch to bind the borders home
Something retches so, inside me
Is the urge to run on by the gnome

Early morning cognac has a way of homing hard
Marihuana afternoons can make your mind fly by the shard

It's a hard life, take it the way it leaves
Sad and lonely, one and only
Thieves may steal her, hit and run
Try and live her, hit and run

Guitar solo

It's a hard life, take it the way it leaves
Sad and lonely, one and only
Thieves may steal her, hit and run
Try and live her, hit and run

And run
And run