"The Farm"

(It's not a place you can get to
 By a boat or a train... it's far, far away...)
 
 Oaahh!
 
 There's a cockroach in my coffee
 There's a needle in my arm
 And I feel like New York City
 Get me to the farm
 
 Get me to the farm
 Get me to the farm
 Get me to the farm
 Somebody get me to the farm
 
 I got terminal uniqueness
 I'm an egocentric man
 I get caught up in my freakness
 But I ain't no Peter Pan
 Get me to the farm
 
 Get me to the farm
 Get me to the farm
 Get me to the farm
 Get me...
 
 Buckle up straightjack
 Insanity is such a drag
 Jellybean thorazene
 Transcendental jet lag
 Sanity I ain't gota
 Feeling like a piniata
 Sucker punch, blown' lunch
 Motherload, pigeonholed
 I'm feeling like I'm gonna explode
 
 Yeah, I wanna shave my head and
 I wanna be a Hare Krishna
 Tattoo a dot right on my head
 Heh, heh
 And the prozac is my fixer
 I am the living dead
 
 (Follow the yellow brick road...
 follow the yellow brick road...)
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Somebody get me to the farm
 Somebody take me to the farm
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Somebody take me to the farm
 Somebody take me to the farm
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 
 Take me to the farm
 Take me to the farm
 Somebody get me to the farm
 
 (Wake up, honey...Then I'm sure to 
 get a brain, a heart, a home, the nerve)