Suburban Dream

Well I bought a house
It’s a beautiful house
In Marais Road Panorama
It’s got Sardinian doors
And Pinegleem 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 from harm
There’s a burglar alarm
It’s safer that way I feel

I said, "Ooh, well I’m living the suburban dream
Ja, I’m mowing my lawns
Keeping my motor cars clean
Ah, this is the life
With the kids and the wife
But somehow, somehow, somehow
It’s not what it seems
It's not what it seems"

Dis 'n wonderlike huis
Met moderne kombuis
It’s sure to impress my friends
'Cause the house is quite 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 girl there’s a separate loo

I said, "Ooh, well I’m living the suburban dream
Ja, I’m mowing my lawns
I'm keeping my motor cars clean
Oh, this is the life
With the kids and the wife
But somehow, somehow, somehow
It’s not what it seems
Oh, it's not what it seems"

You should see the lounge
Hell it’s a nice lounge
With a floral rug
On the floor

Oh, we bought a new suite
With ball 'n' 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 a wood pendulum that swings

And a funny little bird
Whose voice I’ve never heard
Who comes out, but never sings

Yoh, there's a funny little bird
Whose voice I’ve never heard
Who comes out, but never sings