Radical's Poetry
Buyer Storebought Churn (parody of "Fire Water Burn" by Bloodhound Gang)
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Hello my name is Jimmy Ray and I'm a farming guy
Someday my son will own this land but now he's a small fry
I don't know diddley if ya'll folks be dissing my profession, I am a nice guy
But I can take yer sass cause now the corn's got tassles that you need to pull out by
Harvest season which is coming up in just a week or two
There's plenty of baling hay and other chores you need to do
Cause I'm kinda like that dude on that old TV show "Green Acres"
And buy organic foods like ours, the rest of them are fakers
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Yo yo this hardcore farmer's image takes a lot of practice
I'm not tan like George Hamilton no I'm pale like John Cusack is
So if corn costs five and the milk costs six then that must make meat seven
This farmer's goin' to heaven
But if I go to market I hope I park it
I'll spend my days with the Waltons and the Wilder family as well
And the Clampetts and the Amish people from the movie "Witness"
And stacking hay and milking cows is good for physical fitness
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Everybody here we sow
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Throw your hams in the air
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Wave 'em like you don't care
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Everybody say hoe
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Everybody here we sow
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Hello my name is Jimmy Ray and I'm a farming guy
Someday my son will own this land but now he's a small fry
I don't know diddley if ya'll folks be dissing my profession, I am a nice guy
But I can take yer sass cause now the corn's got tassles that you need to pull out by
Harvest season which is coming up in just a week or two
There's plenty of baling hay and other chores you need to do
Cause I'm kinda like that dude on that old TV show "Green Acres"
And buy organic foods like ours, the rest of them are fakers
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Yo yo this hardcore farmer's image takes a lot of practice
I'm not tan like George Hamilton no I'm pale like John Cusack is
So if corn costs five and the milk costs six then that must make meat seven
This farmer's goin' to heaven
But if I go to market I hope I park it
I'll spend my days with the Waltons and the Wilder family as well
And the Clampetts and the Amish people from the movie "Witness"
And stacking hay and milking cows is good for physical fitness
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
The wheat, the wheat, the wheat needs a buyer
We don't need storebought cream let the mother's butter churn
Churn mother's butter churn
Everybody here we sow
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Throw your hams in the air
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Wave 'em like you don't care
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Everybody say hoe
ooh ooh
C'mon farming people
ooh ooh
Everybody here we sow
