Lyrics Fun Boy Three

Fun Boy Three

The Farmyard Connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

What's your name? (Peter and Bob)

What's your age? (we're 23)

Where do you live? (we live on the farm)

What do you do? (we plant weed)

We gotta do what we do 'cause we can't draw dough

We've gotta earn our living

But can't return to jobs what come on in June

Time goes another week's wages, bang goes another week's food

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

What happened next? (policemen come)

What did they do? (they make a rage)

What did you do? (we've stood still)

What did they do? (they drove away)

We try to seat in the fields to prepare our weed

We've gotta earn our living

And when the lawsuit come and took away our weed

Bang went another week's wages, bang went the family's feed

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

A-hey diddle diddle, policemen on the fiddle

He sold all the drugs to the man in the middle

He put it on the plane but he throw central

It was picked up by a hippie and it hurts car rental

Throb it into town and split it to him parson

Sold it to his friends at the net nick party

He took about a light, but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, points

He sat crossed legged and passed around the joint

So that he can help the West Indian export

He took about a light but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, points

Till we back on the farm

We're still working hard

We've got deadlines to meet

We're rushed off our feet

We've got to replant the feed and next land miles to grow

And we've gotta earn our living

But if the crops don't show, we're gonna starve

Fine goes another year's wages, goodbye to life on the farm

Farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection

At the farm yard connection