At the Farms
Tobin Sprout, Robert Pollard
Well, the simpleton at arms
Is protecting the village's prettiest girls
But now they're running far away
Because the washing isn't done
And they lived a life of grounding
In a closet at the foundation
And now they aren't available
To the simpleton at arms
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us to the simple life (at the farms)
And returning us...