Monday, May 30, 2005

jeez, i hate myself sometimes, i screw up some of the best moments, i feel like alyvia when she said "I'm a leach" (ask me later) but i mean, some of the stupid things i say sometimes should get me shot, like when i tell the person who i look to most, that nothings wrong, when i really just want to tell them the truth. But of course, i'm stupid and tell them that nothing's bothering me, and that i'm okay. when inside i just want to scream....
but on a better note, and not to offend any of my amish folks, but here we go...
"Amish Paradise"As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grainI take a look at my wife and realize she's very plainBut that's just perfect for an Amish like meYou know, I shun fancy things like electricityAt 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cowsJebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... foolAnd I've been milkin' and plowin' so long thatEven Ezekiel thinks that my mind is goneI'm a man of the land, I'm into disciplineGot a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chinBut if I finish all of my chores and you finish thineThen tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699We been spending most our livesLiving in an Amish paradiseI've churned butter once or twiceLiving in an Amish paradiseIt's hard work and sacrificeLiving in an Amish paradiseWe sell quilts at discount priceLiving in an Amish paradiseA local boy kicked me in the butt last weekI just smiled at him and turned the other cheekI really don't care, in fact I wish him well'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hellBut I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deservedAn Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard ofI never wear buttons but I got a cool hatAnd my homies all I agree I look good in black... foolIf you come to visit, you'll be bored to tearsWe haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 yearsBut we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stareWe're just technologically impairedThere's no phone, no lights, no motorcarNot a single luxuryLike Robinson CarusoIt's as primitave as can beWe been spending most our livesLiving in an Amish paradiseWe're just plain and simple guysLiving in an Amish paradiseThere's no time for sin and viceLiving in an Amish paradiseWe don't fight, we all play niceLiving in an Amish paradiseHitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butterRaised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise anotherThink you're really rightous? Think you're pure in heart?Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou artI'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be likeOn my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlifeSo don't be vain and don't be whinyOr else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinieWe been spending most our livesLiving in an Amish paradiseWe're all crazy MennonitesLiving in an Amish paradiseThere's no cops or traffic lightsLiving in an Amish paradiseBut you'd probably think it bitesLiving in an Amish paradise

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