Substinence Farming



Wake up rested to a golden sun
Underneath giant trees in an orange grove with a morning breeze
Pick up my guitar and start to play
Warm melodies that I write in my paradise, wonderful sight

You don’t have to stay in the city and die, just let your mind fly
A couple of friends are all you need, to help plant the seed
Don’t worry, don’t you cry, you don’t have to buy
A guitar, a girl and a kite, well that sounds right

Find an orange and dig a hole
Then plant your seed and watch it grow into an orange tree
Find some cows and have them breed
And then you can eat, if you like meat

You don’t have to stay in the city and die, just let your mind fly
A couple of friends are all you need, to help plant the seed
Don’t worry, don’t you cry, you don’t have to buy
A guitar, a girl and a kite, well that sounds right

There ain’t no reason to be alarmed, as long as you farm
There ain’t no reason to be sad, when you live off the land
There ain’t no reason to be alarmed, when you farm
There ain’t no reason to be sad, when you live off the land