Amoeba Lyrics

Amoeba

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take  look at my wife
and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like
me
You know I shun fancy things like electricty
At 4:30 in the morning
I'm milking cows,
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows...fool!
And
I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind
is gone.
I'm a man of the land I'm into discipline
Got my Bible in my
hand and a beard on my chin.
But if I finish all my chores and you finish
thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699.
CHORUS-
We've
been spending most our lives living in an Amish Paradise
I've churned butter
once or twice living in an Amish Paradise
It's hard work and sarifice living
in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price living in an Amish
Paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him
and I turned the other cheek,
I really don't care, in fact I wish him
well
'cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in Hell.
But I
ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it,
An Amish with a 'tude
you know that's unheard of.
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And
my homies agree I really look good in black...fool!
If you come to visit
you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300
years.
But we ain't really quaint so please don't point and stare,
We're
just technologically impared.
There's no phones no lights no motor cars not
a single luxury
Like Robinson carusoe we're as primitive as can
be.
CHORUS-
We've been spending most our lives living in an Amish
Paradise.
We're just plain and simple guys lving in an Amish
Paradise
There's no time for sin and vice living in an Amish Paradise.
We
don't fight we all play nice living in an Amish Paradise.
Hitchin' up the
buggy, churnin' lots of butter, raise a barn on Monday,
Soon I'll raise
another.
Think you're really righeous, think you're pure in heart
Well I
know I'm a million times as humble as thou art.
I'm the pious guy the little
Amlets wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the
afterlife.
So don't be vain and don't be whiny or else my brother I might
have to ger medieval on
your heiny
CHORUS-
We've been spending most
our lives living in an Amish Paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites living in
an Amish Paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights living in an Amish
Paradise
But you'd probably think it bites living in an Amish Paradise.