Tired of pickin up all of these eggs,
From all the chickens,
Underneath their legs,
Don't know why I have to milk this cow,
It always sprays me,
With it's utters,
(Lord I hate this job, I just hate this job)
Everytime I pull a weed it's like I am about to die,
(Lord I hate this job, I just hate this job)

I live on a farm,
With dumb corn feilds,
I am so tired,
All of this fence sheilds,
All of my ways out,
The only thing I do,
Is do the chores,
And pick up poo.

The air is plainly smuthering me,
With it's poo scent,
I need to get out now,
I need to go out and follow my dreams,
Get a new car,
And buy a clean pair of shoes,
(Lord I hate this job, I just hate this job)
Look towards the distance oh God my here comes the cow,
(Lord I hate this job, I just hate this job)
Here comes a stampede I'm gonna get the plow!

I live on a farm,
With dumb corn feilds,
I am so tired,
All of this fence sheilds,
All of my ways out,
The only thing I do,
Is do the chores,
And pick up poo.

Oh my Lord,
I just fell in tons of poo,
Here come the cows,
They're gonna trample me... TRAMPLE ME AND YOU!

I live on a farm,
With dumb corn feilds,
I am so tired,
All of this fence sheilds,
All of my ways out,
The only thing I do,
Is do the chores,
And pick up poo.

I live on a farm,
With dumb corn feilds,
(I'll get out, I need to be free)
I live on a farm,
There is more poo..
(I'll get out, I need to be free...)