The Farmyard Connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

What's your name? (Peter and Bob)

What's your age? (we're 23)

Where do you live? (we live on the farm)

What do you do? (we plant weed)

We gotta do what we do 'cause we can't draw dough

We've gotta earn our living

But every time the drug squad come in an shoot

Bam goes another week's wages, bam goes another week's food

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

What happened next? (policemen come)

What did they do? (they make a raid)

What did you do? (we stood still)

What did they do? (they drove away)

We try to sit in the fields to protect our weed

We've gotta earn our living

And when the lawsuit gone and took away our weed

Bam went another week's wages, bam went a family's feed

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

A-hey diddle diddle, policemen on the fiddle

He sold off the drugs to the man in the middle

Who put it on a plane for Heathrow Central

It was picked up by a hippie in a Hertz car rental

Drove it into town and split it up in parcels

Sold it to his friends at an ethnic party

They talked about life, but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, points

They sat crossed legged and passed around the joints

As they inhaled the West Indian export

They talked about life but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, points

Meanwhile back on the farm

We're still working hard

We've got deadlines to meet

We're rushed off our feet

We've got to replant the field, it takes nine months to grow

And we've gotta earn our living

But if the crops don't show, we're gonna starve

Bam goes another year's wages, goodbye to life on the farm

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection