Track 14 from Somewhere Between Heaven and Mexico.

Walking on the Farm

I met a girl at the county fair
Invited her to church on Sunday morn
So we can hold hands while sitting on the pew
I tried to feel her up on Monday afternoon
She slapped me on the face and told me I was lewd
I just laughed and said, “Who you talking to?”
She fell in love with a rich business major
Now they’re divorced with Republican kids

Walking on the farm I’m walking on the farm
Listening to the trees blowing in the breeze
Listening to the birds sing their sweet songs
And Walking on the farm I’m walking on the farm

I can’t tell you what I’m thinking of
But it involves wearing a latex glove
And lots of Vaseline so you won’t scream
I’ve never met a hooker with a name like Norine
I went to a bar with some bastard friends of mine
I bought a round of drinks and they never told me thanks
I took a shit on their cars and went back into the bar
Had another drink and skipped out on the tab

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