Natural Born Farmer Songtext
von Glassjaw

You claimed acceptance for the time before
And you wait for all of us to offer up to get down
She leaves impression, where the files are torn
And fixes a match for all on the heads of the previous tide

She gets around
With vomit on the frown
She′s making the round
With vomit on the frown, and I

Forced to fight like I'm a natural born farmer
She gets around
With vomit on the frown, and I


You take direction from the girl next door
And she waits for all of us
To put the fences up to keep the tension down
You′ll pay repentance for the time before
When you wait for all of us to offer it up to get down

She gets around
With vomit on the frown
She's making the round
With vomit on the frown, and I'm

Forced to fight like I′m a natural born farmer
She gets around
With vomit on the frown, and I

She gets around
With vomit on the frown
She′s making the round
With vomit on the frown, and I'm

Forced to fight like I′m a natural born farmer
She gets around
With vomit on the frown, and I