Farm Girl.

sliding down tell me that my topsoil's gone
i'd rather die young than pack up the farm
squattin' down tell me that
my beans won't grow
my plows won't plow and
my hoes won't hoe

i need a farm girl who knows how i feel about
death dirt law sex live birth and free meals
i need a farm girl
i need a farm girl
i need a farm girl

-ike reilly assassination, junkie faithful