Texty:
Farmer Boys

I was sick to death With that long agony I was permitted to sit When she bound me She likes spitting in my face But I love her so much She likes spitting

For the world to sing This is for the world to sing So pleased to see you here Come right inside To celebration of The fact that we're alive Not much

Come and take a ride with Up to the stars above Far away from all the hatred Here disguised as love Come fly away with me Where everyone's a star No

a one-horse town with one old traffic light hunted down to a cheap motel your swollen eyes never, ever say die as the sheets run red under me if you

personal regards like a dart in your face whatever you might do there's nothing left to lose or to take I wave the long goodbye and wonder if i'll die

I walk the earth with a devil at my side I'm on my search and he's still not satisfied He will not stop until he's not satisfied I thought I should, I

future farm two thousand tastes just like the real thing farm two thousand farm two thousand farm two thousand for the world farm two thousand farm two thousand farm

Nominate the sitting hens While they cling to a screen wire Watch them picking with their cut-off bills Crown he fattest, crown the best Breeding brooder

This time they knew what they did This time they knew what they did This time they knew what they were Doing the whole time This time they knew what