Lyrics

Blue Imelda, she's the saddest bitch in all of Spectrum She can't rely on business to keep herself satisfied For we are only farmers, and the love of a farmer Has one hand on the headboard and the other hand in the soil Oh Lord, I'm yours forever, I will never take a lover I'll keep myself as pious as my body will allow For I am just a farmer, and the body of a farmer Has one eye on the pussy and the other on the plough I bow, I bend deeply I'm sheepish and barely Able to say it from beginning to the end Your shirt is torn to ribbons Woman, can I take you as a friend?