Lyrics:
the world
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-
Ahem
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-
It's seven o'clock
And I haven't made dinner (haven't made dinner)
It's seven o'clock
Wait, I know a song that everybody loves
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O
And on that farm he had three pigs
E-I-E-I-O
With an Oink Oink here
Johnson by the farm"
They done took each other by the arms
And they fell down the hole of wild desire
And now my junk burns when I'm on the wire
Yeah baby
her man
That's the best part of being this farmher's farm hand
She knows the fields
She knows the cows
She knows the tractors
She knows the plows
She
Let me tell you a story
About an old friend of mine
Somebody left her in a shopping cart
In a parking lot for us to find
Just a fuzzy black pup
cockadoodledooass
Man, nigga fuck that wholeass entireass
Old macdonald had a farm lookin ass biiiiiiitch
I'd rather be crazy than a traitor-ass fucknigga
QUIT BARKING IN MY RHUBARB
Now Old MacDonald had a farm
Aye-ee aye-ee aye-oh
And on his farm he had a dog
Aye-ee aye-ee aye-oh
That doggone dog
before go to bed
Old Grasshopper never worked a single day in his life
Sometimes he come out to the farm
Just to piss off my wife
He had a new tattoo
by a shadetree
Some old bricks and boards all around
She begged me to take her to see New York city
So I mortaged the farm and we were gone
But while
here tonight
Sitting on a porch
With a guitar and a box of wine
Back on the farm
Singing old gospel songs, don't get back much
As I should
It sure feels
It used to be a 4-H town
Trucks and tractors for miles around
Now it's being settled down by a bunch of city slickers who don't
Even know our zip
some smiles it caused some tears
But more to the point of our story
For The first time in the collective memory,
That old brown prairie that had been
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-Oh my God
Thou shalt not take any more shit
And I'll split my sister in her motherfucking lip
I'll grab her by
Old McDonald had a farm
EI EI Ohhhhhhhh
You try to stay alive
Creepin’ around just getting by
The skin of your teeth, your smellin’ real sweet
Without
farm life to a castle
Just walk with me
Yeah baby just talk with me
Shit, I don't know what to say
You finna take it off for me? Aye aye
Yeah she
everywhere
Old MacDonald had a farm on the farm he had some women here,
Women there women everywhere
Now, women, women
I miss good lookin' women in my hometown
Rainstorm rollin' and an old blue Ford, tractor tires just nine years old
Hands on the wheel drivin' slow, a young man's dream
Camel Lights not much
Mozart's
I don't smile, ain't gon' set it
See you in the hospital spellin' yaowa,
Yo' Ass On Wild Anesthetics!
Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O
a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
I go moo, moo, moo, moo (puppy)
Old MacDonald had a farm
I give him a titty, tryna keep him calm
I'm just tryna
we're make-believing
And our souls will be numb if we take this beating
Harass your brain with aspertain, MacDonald's beef, and acid rain
Don't follow
to the farm we’re dear old friends of Lee
CHICKENS IN THE COOP, tractors in the field
THESE WILD TREES were used to build the old red walls
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UNDERNEATH
women
Women, women, women, here women there women everywhere
Old MacDonald had a farm on the farm he had some women here
Women there women everywhere
Written by Paul McCartney and Linda McCartney
You should have seen me with the poker man, I had a honey and I bet a grand, Just in the nick of time I
Alright
Mooooo
Woooodoggy
Ok
Moo ha, Moo ha, Moo ha
Mooooooo, Mooooooo
Wait is that it
You do the Shuffle
Old MacDonald he had a farm
And on that farm he
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