All I need is some inspiration Before I do somebody some harm I feel just like a vegetable
Nobody here to turn me on
They told me to get healthy They told me to get some sun But boredom eats me like cancer
Ain't nobody here to do me harm But I'm like a fish out of water
I wrote a thousand letters Till my fingers all gone numb But I never see no postman
I call my baby on the telephone I say come down and have some fun But she knows what the score is
I can't fall in love with a wheatfield I can't fall in love with a barn When everything smells like horse shit
Blue skies and swimming pools But I'd rather be back in Soho Than down here on the farm
Are you born in a fucking barn or what?
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