The Farm Yard Connection Songtext
von Fun Boy Three

Farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection

What′s your name? Peter and Paul
What's your age? We′re 23
Where do you live? We live on the farm
What do you do? We plant weed

We gotta do what we do 'cause we can't draw a job
We′ve got to earn a living
But every time the drug squad comin′ in June
Bam goes another week's wages, bam goes another week′s food

Farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection


What happened next? Policeman come
What did they do? They made a raid
What did you do? We stood still
What did they do? They drove away

We try to sleep in the fields to protect our weed
We've got to earn a living
But when the law squad gone and took away our weed
Bam went another week′s wages, bam went our family's feed

Farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection

Hey diddle diddle, policemen on the fiddle
He sold off the drugs to the man in the middle
Who put it on the plane to Heathrow Central
It was picked up by a hippie in a Hertz car rental

Drove it into town and split it up in parcels
Sold it to his friends at an ethnic party
They talked about life but missed all the points
Points, points, points, points, points, points, points, points


They sat cross-legged and passed around the joints
And they inhaled the west Indian exports
They talked about life but missed all the points
Points, points, points, points, points, points, points, points, points

Meanwhile, back on the farm
We′re still working hard
We've got deadlines to meet
We're rushed off our feet

We′ve got to replant the field, it takes nine months to grow
And we got to earn a living
But if the crops don′t show, we're gonna starve
Bam goes another year′s wages, goodbye to life on the farm

Farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection
At the farmyard connection