Farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnnWhat's your names? (Peter and Paul)nWhat's your age? (we're 23)nWhere do you live? (we live on the farm)nWhat do you do? (we plant weed)nnWe gotta do what we do 'cause we can't draw dolenWe've gotta earn our livingnBut can't return to jobs what come on in JunenBam goes another week's wages, Bam goes another week's foodnnFarm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnnWhat happened next? (policemen come)nWhat did they do? (they make a raid)nWhat did you do? (we stood still)nWhat did they do? (they drove away)nnWe try to sleep in the fields to protect our weednWe've gotta earn our livingnAnd when the law soon come and took away our weednBam went another week's wages, Bam went the family's feednnFarm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnnA-hey diddle diddle, policemen on the fiddlenHe sold off the drugs to the man in the middlenHe put it on the plane for Heathrow centralnIt was picked up by a hippie in a Hertz car rentalnDrove it into town and split it up in parcelsnSold it to his friends at kinectic partiesnHe talked about life, but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, pointsnHe sat crossed legged and passed around the jointnSo they inhaled the West Indian exportnThey talked about life but missed all the points, points, points, points, points, points, pointsnnMeanwhile back on the farmnWe're still working hardnWe've got deadlines to meetnWe're rushed off our feetnnWe've got to replant the field, it takes ten months to grownAnd we've gotta earn our livingnBut if the crops don't show, we're gonna starvenBam goes another year's wages, goodbye to life on the farmnnFarm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connectionnAt the farm yard connection