ik dag laak ook es een ietsje poste van mij hierow

ut gaat over een Paddo-Trip van 15 jongetjes--->
"Boys On Display"
Here they come; Those boys on thirthy wheels,
Feeling all "that" while they go on dirty meals.
Going at it all night long, try to figure out what's really wrong.
The longer they search the more they get lost,
It's like a pyramid-game, with their sanity as the cost.
They're looking at it all night long.
Talking to it "what is wrong?"
They're playing with it, then scared as hell.
Heads are balloons, a cube and a cell.
They're Boys On Display and nothing more,
Became a victim of the local Drugstore.