Het land is moe
Drs. P
The Country is Tired
The country is tired, the sky is gray
The wind is cold, as cold as ice
My coat is thin, the color is faded
The road is long, the tree is bare
My back is hunched, and power is straight
The air is dirty, the bread is bad
The floor is rotten, the roof is leaking
The window is broken, the child is crazy
La la la la, la la la la
La la la la, and so on
The wall is damp, the light is dim
The dog is mean, the chair is wrecked
The money is tight, the bread is bad
Or did I already mention that
The eye is dull, the blood is red
The hair is gray, the horse is dead
The meat is tough, the work is hard
The beer is expensive, the song is over
