Текст песни I'm a Head Farmer - Teddy Hyde
I'm
a
head
farmer
I've
got
about
eighteen
thousand
acres
Humbled
I
make
good
crops
High
yield
Hundred
to
a
hundred
and
ten
percent
I
sell
eyes
to
the
blind
Hair
to
the
bald
Mouths
to
the
hungry
Ears
to
the
deaf
Beards
to
pre-teens
I
sell
teeth
to
the
gummy
and
the
old
I
sell
wrinkles
to
those
wise
beyond
their
years
And
clear
skin
to
those
who
haven't
learned

1 I Live in the Clouds
2 I'm a Bus Driver
3 I'm Stuck in a Tree
4 There's a Cave in My Attic
5 I've Been Sleeping in Your Garage
6 I'm a Head Farmer
7 This Waterfall is in the Wrong Place
8 People Ask Me All the Time
9 I Was Attacked by That Rock Over There
10 I Could Fly If I Wanted To
11 Hey, There's a Funeral Down the Street
12 This is Not Good
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