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Posted by nyyyps
 - Wed 26.05.2010 10:21:12 (UTC+0300)
Quote from: Zerrod on Tue 25.05.2010 10:08:21 (UTC+0300)
Pitäisköhän muuttaa känädään ja ruveta keräilemään autoja  :psp: Zerrods farm  :jees:

Zerrod's Farm

I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more
No, I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more
Well, I wake in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more

I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's brother no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin
If you're havin' a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's brother no more

I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's pa no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's pa no more

I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's ma no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She's the brains behind pa
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's twenty-four
I ain't gonna work for Zerrod's ma no more

I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more
No, I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain't gonna work on Zerrod's farm no more