The Bullet Farm - Tom Holkenborg

(It's not a place you can get to By a boat or a train... it's far, far away... (Words from Wizard of Oz) Oaahh! There's a cockroach in my coffee There's a needle in my arm And I feel like New York City 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 Sanity is such a drag Jellybean thorazene Transcendental jet lag Sanity I ain't gotta Feeling like a pinata Sucker punch, blowin' lunch Motherload, pigeonholed I'm feeling like I'm gonna explode Yeah, I wanna shave my head and I wanna be a Hare Krishna Tattoo a dot right on my head Heh, heh And the prozac is my fixer I am the living dead (Follow the yellow brick road... Follow the yellow brick road...) Take me to the farm Take me to the farm Somebody get me to the farm Somebody take 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 (Repeat last verse) Take me to the farm Take me to the farm Somebody get me to the farm (Wake up, honey... Then I'm sure to Get a brain, a heart, a home, the nerve)

This world is big and wild and half insane Take me where real animals are playing Just a dirty old shack Where the hound dogs bark That we called our home I want to be back there Among the cats and dogs And the pigs and the goats On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home While I lay my head upon my pillow Little girl, come play beneath my window Though she's far from home She is free from harm And she need not fear She is by my side And the sky is wide So let the sun shine bright On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home Girl, it's a hard, hard world, if it gets you down Dreams often fade and die in a bad, bad world I'll take you where real animals are playing And people are real people not just playing It's a quiet, quiet life by a dirty old shack That we called our home I want to be back there Among the cats and dogs And the pigs and the goats On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm My animal home On Animal Farm Animal Farm