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There's a cockroach in my coffee
There's a needle in my arm
And I feel like new york cittay
Get me to the farm
Get me to the farm
Get me to the farm
Somebody get me to the farm
I got terminal uniqueness
I'm an egocentric man
I get caught up in my freakness
But I ain't no peter pan
Get me to the farm
Get me to the farm
Get me to the farm
Get me...
Buckle up straightjack
Insanity is such a drag
Jellybean thorazene
Transcendental jet lag
Sanity I ain't gona
Feeling like a pifiata
Sucker punch - blow lunch
Motherload - pigeonholed
I'm feeling like I'm gonna explode
I wanna be a hare krishna
Tattoo a dot right on my head
And the prozac is my fixer
I am the living dead
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Somebody get me to the farm
Somebody get me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Somebody take me to the farm
Somebody take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Take me to the farm
Somebody get me to the farm
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