She's from Cathcart;
She has a lovely plumage.
She studied Home Ec. at the Reid Kerr college.
That's where I
Had her pie.
She told me that she'd posed for Loaded.
I said, 'To see you,
You would never know it.'
She said, 'Thanks.
But it's money in the bank.'
She said:
'I wanna live like country people.
I wanna speak however country people speak.
I wanna smell like country people.
I wanna smell like country people,
Like you.'
Well, what else
Could I do?
I said,
'What am I to do?'
I took her to a farmer's market;
I don't know why,
But Princess Margaret was there.
Sporting lilac hair.
I said, 'Pretend my jokes are funny.'
She just laughed and said,
'You're so funny.'
I said, 'Good.
Keep that attitude.'
(Ha ha ha.)
'You wanna live like country people?
You wanna speak however country people speak?
You wanna smell like country people?
You wanna smell like country people,
Like me?'
But she didn't
Know the land.
And she thought
She'd be a farmhand.
Buy a horse and get a dog.
Shoot a fox and be a snob.
Smoke a pipe and look a fool.
Pretend you went to public school.
Get a hat and hire a maid.
Wear a jacket made of tweed.
Watch the price of sheep go down,
And your trousers turning brown.
Oh yeah!
'You'll never live like country people.
You'll never speak however country people speak.
You'll never smell like country people.
You'll never watch your profits slide out of view.
And then realise that you're screwed,
'Cause there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the country people.
Sing along and they'll still grow all your food.
Laugh out loud at the country people.
Laugh out loud, although they're
Laughing at you.
And the urban things you do,
Because you think free range tastes good.
I wanna live with the country people like you.
I wanna live with the country people like you.
I wanna live with the country people like you.
I wanna live with the country people like you.
I wanna live with the country people like you.
I wanna live with the country people like you. |