DOWN ON THE FARM

All I need is some inspiration
Before I do somebody some harm
I feel just like a vegetable
Down here on the farm
Nobody comes to see me
Nobody here to turn me on
I ain’t even got a lover
Down here on the farm
They told me to get healthy
They told me to get some sun
But boredom eats me like cancer
Down here on the farm
Drinkin’ lemonade shanty
Ain’t nobody here to do me harm
But I’m like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm
I wrote a thousand letters
Till my fingers all gone numb
But I never see no postman
Down here on the farm
I call my baby on the telephone,
I say Come down and have some fun
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
I can’t fall in love with a wheatfield
I can’t fall in love with a barn
Well everything smells like horse shit
Down here on the farm
Blue skies and swimming pools
Add so much charm
But I’d rather be back in Soho
Than down here on the farm
On the fucking farm!
Are you born in a fucking barn or what?
Beeeee! Hold still

Una respuesta a DOWN ON THE FARM

  1. LaMismaDeSiempre dice:

    Desde ya que agrego un link en mi blog hacia éste.
    Siempre con GUNS!!!

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